Okay, here’s my attempt at writing a blog post about my “dorit reunion look,” keeping the requested tone and style in mind.
## My Dorit Reunion Look: A DIY Disaster (Turned Kinda Okay?)
Alright, so I decided, last minute as always, that I NEEDED to recreate Dorit Kemsley’s reunion look. You know the one – the sleek hair, the smoky eye, the whole shebang. I figured, “How hard can it be?” Famous last words, right?
First off, the hair. Dorit’s got that perfectly smooth, like, glass-hair look. Me? I woke up with a bird’s nest. I started by just brushing it out, which took a solid 20 minutes. Then I dug out my ancient flat iron. I hadn’t used that thing in ages. Plugged it in, waited for it to heat up, and started straightening. I ended up burning myself on my ear. Not a great start. But I pushed through. Took forever, and it wasn’t nearly as smooth as Dorit’s, but it was…straighter. Good enough. I sprayed a ton of hairspray to hold it and hoped for the best.
Next up: the makeup. This is where things got REAL interesting. I watched like five different YouTube tutorials on smoky eyes. Every single one made it look so easy. Let me tell you, it’s NOT. I started with the eyeshadow. Dark brown, then a lighter brown, then some shimmer…I don’t even know what I was doing. It looked like a raccoon attacked my eyes. Seriously, I looked terrifying. I tried to blend, but it just got worse. It was all muddy and uneven. I almost gave up at this point. I grabbed a makeup wipe and scrubbed it all off. Starting from scratch.
Round two. This time, I went slower. More blending, less product. It still wasn’t perfect, but it was…better. Then came the eyeliner. I always struggle with eyeliner. One eye is always thicker than the other. Today was no exception. I kept trying to even them out, and I swear, they just kept getting bigger. Eventually, I just said “screw it” and moved on. Mascara, a little blush, and some nude lipstick.
For the outfit, I raided my closet. I was trying to find something sparkly or fancy. Ended up with a black dress that I haven’t worn in like two years. I felt OKAY in it.
So, the final result? Did I look exactly like Dorit? Nope. Not even close. But did I look presentable enough to go out and grab dinner with my friends? Yeah, I think so. It was a fun experiment, even with all the mishaps. Maybe next time, I’ll actually practice beforehand, and not burn myself with the flat iron. Probably not, though. I love a good last-minute challenge!
Would I do it again? Maybe. But I need a drink first!
