Makeup. I'm not really to be trusted near Sephora. I just spent $100. Like. While I was typing this. I bought concealer, powder, and blush. That's it. I was just gonna let them put concealer on me and buy nothing, right, because I didn't have time to do my face this morning, and I was about to run into peeps. But the color was so perfect, and I'm almost out of powder. I didn't even like any of the powders as much as the one I normally buy. But they felt nice. And a blush. I did have to have the blush. It's exactly like the blush I always buy, only even more expensive. LOL My blush keeps getting discontinued. Salmon pink with gold flecks must not be popular. Every brand makes one, for a season.
In between typing all of that, I tried on a skirt, even though the nice girl in the shop told me it wasn't on sale when I asked. I never should have tried that fucking thing on. I'm very particular about skirts though, and that one was perfect. Gah! So, I copped it. And a belt. Well, I mean, it kinda begged for a new belt. It turned out to be on sale, after all, as was the belt, AND they gave me an additional 10% off because reasons. So. But yeah. This is what happens when I try makeup at the mall. I buy the makeup. Then, because they've given me a new face, I'm feeling myself, and I go buy a sexy, overpriced outfit.
Motherfucker.
Makeup.