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I don’t need this…
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But I won’t judge you if it’s something you want to try.
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Who am I kidding? That sounds disgusting. And don’t even think about wiping your hands on my guest towels after you apply it.
I will hurt you.
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Good grief. Along with all the other parts of my body that are sagging…. now I have to worry about droopy gums?
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Does lip temperature change?
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Mood lipstick of the 90’s? Hell… I’m old enough to remember mood rings from the 70’s.
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Because sometimes you have to look twice.
To me, this looks like strips of wet, tie dyed paper and as such… not the least bit appetizing.
Oh, it’s a healthy vegetable?
Well that explains it.
I’ll try it as soon as I finish my pile of kale.
Hundreds of customers are rarely wrong, but while I like a good massage as much as the next girl?
I’m not using something that looks like my great grandfather’s ballsack.
Just…. no.
This last product isn’t necessarily odd, but it did make me wonder.
Have I been using nail polish made from rendered beef fat all these years?
Okay ladies, (Or men. I won’t discriminate) have you ever been to Ulta beauty?
I hadn’t until the other day and my only question is…. why the Hell did I wait so long?
I was like a kid in a candy store, happily skipping up and down the product laden aisles. It was lovely… and I came home with bags full of wondrous scents, war paint make up, lotions, soaps and spackle face creams.
A little known fact, but true nonetheless.
The guys will never understand, but a woman’s search for the perfect mascara can be life long.
We need it…. like air.
Am I right?
Of course I am.
Never underestimate the power of cosmetics.
So imagine my excitement when I found this –
Yes, you read it correctly.
Mascara that claims to be better than sex.
You know I had to try it.
The applicator is hourglass shaped…
For obscure Marilyn Monroe reasons.
And while my husband will be glad that I can honestly report it’s not better than sex.
Believe me when I say…
It’s pretty damned close!!
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