Thanks, everybody for the great comments and total lack of hate mail having to do with that last post. You all continue to surprise me with your coolness. I’ve clambered down off my soapbox now and put it in the closet for the time being (the better to reach the top shelves!) It occurred to me that probably I should post something here and yet I have no humorous anecdotes or righteous indignation for you today. So instead, I offer this product review and subsequent stream-of-consciousness blathering. Enjoy!
Amy recently endorsed Philosophy On a Clear Day Blemish Serum over on the Advice Smackdown, which I read since I am girliness-impaired. I hadn't even been inside a Sephora until last summer. But Amy said this Blemish Serum, while ridiculously expensive, was well worth plunking down some serious cash for since it was so highly effective. And, as of recently, this sort of product has become of interest to me due to some problematic skin issues.
See, when I said that I seldom worry, I meant it. Occasionally, I will begin to worry about something and then I tell myself, "well, that's not helping" and I stop. Seriously. But sometimes, even the most "eh" of us have stress in our lives. I personally don't so much feel stress as see it break out on my face.
(Although with your more intense stress, I do sometimes feel it in the form of the reappearance of Stabby the Ulcer. No, I have not gone to a doctor about this because it's really just some stabbing pain that comes on every, oh say, once a year or two and goes away completely on its own. So not really worth seeking medical treatment over, but totally worth naming. Because then I can say, "No, Stabby, no! BAD STABBY!")
Where was I?
Ah, yes. Amy (that's Roommate Amy, not Internet Rockstar Amy) and I visited Sephora on Saturday night, where we wandered around looking for some skincare. Normally, I find that you have to peel the Sephora salespeople off with a spatula, but apparently, should you actually be looking for something, you're pretty much on your own. Amy had just picked up the box when a Sephora boy in chartreuse eye shadow (uh huh) finally came over to ask if we needed any help. We resisted the urge to hand him the nearest bottle of eye makeup remover.
Short story VERY long, Amy was right, and in my (rather limited) experience with it, this stuff is a miracle product. So should you have need of such a product, get thee to Sephora. And if not, then hooray for you, but I'm pretty sure the rest of us don't want to hear you gloat about it.