This is the most accurate description of me trying to put anything on my eyes, ever.
I'll never forget the time I was on my way to meet Mr Brillo Pad in the uni holidays, and I was trying to do my make up in the bog of a virgin pendolino...
bleeping thing tilted round a corner and I stabbed myself in the eye with the mascara wand. Needless to say I was not a glowing vision for our reunion on the platform
Happy Taylor Day N2 folks! (Sorry if I've already said that... I am dopey AF today for unknown reasons.)