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Why is so much makeup named after food?

I have a lip liner named Chili, a lipstick named Plum, a blush named Apricot, an eyeliner named Raisin, one eyeshadow named Buttercream and another eyeshadow duo named Double Date.

By the time I'm done doing my makeup, I don't have a face so much as I do a smorgasboard. What's up with that?

Wouldnt you rather have brown eye shadow named chocolate as opposed to steaming dump?

Thanks Bodhi. I like your version much better.

uh huh

And fat girls have a lot to cover up.

I think it's Crayola's fault. They had 128, 256-color boxes years ago for christ's sake. Recently they came up with new colors and/or names! How many different shades of blue do we really need, people? Blue, light blue, and dark blue. That's all you need! AND WHERE IS B L U E ? ? ? They took the original freakin' colors out of the box! There's no Red! No Green! No Purple! It's like they won't admit to any default shade for a particular color anymore. "Forest green has to be so and so shades darker than...umm...GREEN? Plain GREEN?" Come on folks!

Edited, Mon May 29 03:51:01 2006 by Debalic

Just marketing. Women have more of an emotional reaction to food than visual clues. Scent probably even moreso (since it's really taste anyway) but no one assosiates colors with scent so it would be difficult to recall what it meant.

Seems it's not just make-up.

Crayola Crayon colors currently in existance:

"its in the nuances of the color. perfect example is to take the lipstick and eyeliner you mentioned. Both are in the purple family, but there is a difference in purple between the raisen and the plum, yes?" --DSD

Bullsh1t.

Women have a thing about food, that is in terms of it's illicitness, thus making the forbidden more desirable. Name a dessert "Chocolate Decadence" and ladies get all tingly after nibbling on salad greens and nearly have orgasms from the sheer naughtiness of feeding on something which they are programmed to avoid.

An entire advertising culture has grown up around the concept of eating being verbotten. Case in point, take the Lean Cuisine ad campaign where women sit around discussing what they ate last night. They come up with items like "a saltine cracker" or "a pea on a bed of three spinach leaves." Then the final chick looks over at them and says "Chateaubriand with a lobster tail dipped in butter, deepfried in Snickers and M&Ms." They all glare at her for being a hedonist and she says, "What?!? It was Lean Cuisine!" as if that clears the matter up and explains how such food fare is comprised of less than 35 calories.

What chicks never seem to get though is that if they got big tits, a guy never notices an extra 20 pounds on the girl's a$$. It's the Law of Misdirection in action: Wobble some ta-tas around and a guy never bothers to look anywhere else. We're pretty simple, really, when you get down to it.

Totem

Try Masingil.

Ahhh, nothing like the scent of a badly made movie about a Soviet takeover of America to waken the olfactory senses.

Totem

Damn you Totem!!