Jul 17 2008
I really need to unsubscribe from Sephora email alerts…
Like I need $27 mascara.
No, seriously. I NEED this $27 mascara. Standard mascara wands and my absence of fine motor skills do not combine with glamorous results. If you ever see me with sexy, smudgy, smoky eyes, it’s merely an attempt to rectify a mascara application gone tragically awry.
At least with that teeny little thing, when I twitch or fumble or blink or sneeze or in some other fashion stab myself in the face (or drop down my shirt—it happens), it will make only a teeny little mess.
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July 18th, 2008 at 5:27 pm
o.o That thing reminds me of a mace. No effing way is it coming near my eye. XP
July 18th, 2008 at 7:49 pm
Big baby. It’s, like, a tenth as hazardous as a traditional mascara brush. It’s downright kyoot and fluffery.
You want to talk scary beauty implements… there’s a heated eyelash curler. Uh, you can keep the searing metal away from my eyeballs, thanks much.
