Thursday, 21 June 2007

A cautionary tale

Never, ever, ever pop into Bloomingdales with your credit card and hit the Stila counter when you're in a rush.

I cannot disclose exactly how much I dropped for fear of Mr BeautyLover having a shit fit but basically, I don't need to buy any more make up, well, ever.

There were a lot of eyeshadows, smudgepots and lip glazes involved and then a credit card and then a big old pang of buyers remorse.

It didn't help that the make up artist was desperately beautiful.
And a man.
And straight.

Check him out at

I have to go and be slightly sick now.


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