I NEVER buy makeup at the drug store. You can ask my mom. When I was in Jr. High (I think they call it middle school now) I absolutely HAD to have Clinique from the department store an hour away. I'm a big believer in brands, go figure. So when I ran out of foundation last week and just happened to be in Walgreens that afternoon, I decided to grab something to use until I could make a trip to the mall. You're familiar with the wall-o-makeup at the drug store: all of the brands blend into each other because they are the same color, the plastic samples for nail colors never match what you actually get, and that oh-so-perfect makeup lighting beaming down from the fluorescent bulbs in the ceiling is perfection for picking colors. It's intimidating, scary, overwhelming...the whole idea needs to be rethought, but that's for another day. I went with my instincts and had to act quick because little man found a $1.99 Hot Wheels car that he just HAD TO HAVE (wonder where...
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