How a trip to Sephora became an emotional journey
Never have I seen so many emotions in anyone’s eyes as that time I dragged the boyfriend to Sephora because, I quote: “I don’t need to swatch, I know exactly what to get.”
And I did know exactly what to get, I’ve had my eyes on the prize for a long time, kept up to date with the reviews and the Christmas tricks and I knew I wasn’t falling for some cute packaging.
I marched into Sephora with the boyfriend faithfully following me.
Skincare should be on the side, alphabetical order maybe? Look up, find the brand, zoom in on the product, grab it.
Done.
It was that easy.
Then I turned to the boyfriend and told him about this skincare product everyone has been raving about for more than a year, so it’s not a fad, and this Christmas pack is really good value for your money.
What is it?
It’s a really effective sleeping mask thing specifically designed…
That’s coo…
For your lips.
Interest quickly turned into incredulity, then disappointment, then amusement.
You’re falling for the trap, Barbs.
No, no, I swear I need all 4 travel size jars of lip sleeping mask for more than the cost of a regular one! I did my research! This was the best Christmas deal at Sephora!
How is it different than pawpaw cream? How about all your lip balms? You bought a lip scrub for this exact reason already. You’re playing their game!
If they told me a cream is formulated specifically for my left eyebrow I’ll be damned if I’ll ever put it on my right one, I know this is the one.
As I was walking down the makeup aisle with my lip sleeping masks all my life choices flashed before my very eyes.
From behind me I heard the regular size with regular packaging lip mask saying “I object!” and that’s all I needed.
I chose the everyday, I chose the regular, the familiar, solid and trustworthy. That’s what I want to spend my nights with.
In the meantime, the boyfriend was creating havoc by haphazardly spraying fragrances on random helpless customers inside Sephora, enraged by the amount of space dedicated to male products, and at the same time amazed by the detail of certain packaging designs.
Welcome to Sephora, the metaphorical funfair where pastel coloured fluff becomes your highest need and desire and ticket for the emotional roller coaster are free for all.
Image: via
And I did know exactly what to get, I’ve had my eyes on the prize for a long time, kept up to date with the reviews and the Christmas tricks and I knew I wasn’t falling for some cute packaging.
I marched into Sephora with the boyfriend faithfully following me.
Skincare should be on the side, alphabetical order maybe? Look up, find the brand, zoom in on the product, grab it.
Done.
It was that easy.
Then I turned to the boyfriend and told him about this skincare product everyone has been raving about for more than a year, so it’s not a fad, and this Christmas pack is really good value for your money.
What is it?
It’s a really effective sleeping mask thing specifically designed…
That’s coo…
For your lips.
Interest quickly turned into incredulity, then disappointment, then amusement.
You’re falling for the trap, Barbs.
No, no, I swear I need all 4 travel size jars of lip sleeping mask for more than the cost of a regular one! I did my research! This was the best Christmas deal at Sephora!
How is it different than pawpaw cream? How about all your lip balms? You bought a lip scrub for this exact reason already. You’re playing their game!
If they told me a cream is formulated specifically for my left eyebrow I’ll be damned if I’ll ever put it on my right one, I know this is the one.
As I was walking down the makeup aisle with my lip sleeping masks all my life choices flashed before my very eyes.
From behind me I heard the regular size with regular packaging lip mask saying “I object!” and that’s all I needed.
I chose the everyday, I chose the regular, the familiar, solid and trustworthy. That’s what I want to spend my nights with.
In the meantime, the boyfriend was creating havoc by haphazardly spraying fragrances on random helpless customers inside Sephora, enraged by the amount of space dedicated to male products, and at the same time amazed by the detail of certain packaging designs.
Welcome to Sephora, the metaphorical funfair where pastel coloured fluff becomes your highest need and desire and ticket for the emotional roller coaster are free for all.
Image: via
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