Sephora

Setting me loose at Sephora is like letting a sex addict run wild in a whore house. No joke.

There's nothing I love more than saying to myself "Jasmin, you need new eye shadow", and planning a trip there. You know, just for the ONE eye shadow. So of course I walk in and I'm suddenly in a cracked out haze, not knowing which way to turn and losing my sense of smell from all the shit being sprayed in the air. It's not possible for me to keep my hands to myself in this store. I want to touch everything, because well, it's all so shiny!

Sadly, I refuse to spend $45 on a bottle of face wash. Even sadder, I once had a friend give me a small bottle of it, and I really really liked it...

On the bright note, their Sephora brand makeup is extremely affordable, and even better yet, completely amazing. I spent $12 on my first eye shadow there a year ago, and haven't even made a dent in it yet. The powders and nice, go on smooth, and don't smear or fade as the day goes on. If you ever happen to see a girl in the Sephora aisle with 8 different shadows in her hands, swiping them on with the cheapie applicators (and then accidentaly squirting makeup remover in her eye) that's me. So many colors to chose from, yet so little time!

Speaking of, I do believe it's time for a new eye shadow. But just the one...