Rob often looks at my makeup bag with a mix of curiosity and disgust. I have two makeup bags, you see. One bag is fairly small and is full of the makeup that I wear on a daily basis. It's clean and organized - which are two traits that really make him smile. THEN there's the second bag. The reserve. It's full of makeup that I don't really wear, but feel I should hold on to in case of some sort of makeup emergency. It's also disgusting. It's the bag where the blush and/or eye shadows have broken and created a caky, colored mess all over everything inside it.
My problem is that even though I know I have this disgusting bag where makeup goes to die, I still continue to be an impulsive makeup buyer. I see the commercial, and I'm sold.
I'd feel a lot better about all this if I knew there was somebody else out there who has nine tubes of mascara in their possession. Anybody else a makeup hoarder?
Sadly, in all my makeup hoarding, there is only one of these tubes that I actually like! Eight of the nine will probably never be used again, and will get tossed when the A & E channel comes to my house and tells me that I have to choose between my children and the mascara.
BDEM: Oooh, yummy dinner! Yummy and EASY dinner. Maybe I'll blog about it tomorrow - or the next day. Heck, I've still got three and a half months left before blog-every-day-for-a-year comes to an end. Looks like I've got PLENTY of days to share it!
Water: 60 oz.