
Better than Sex?
I’m at Sephora looking for a new tube of LAURA MERCIER Smooth Finish Flawless Fluide. I love it, it makes me feel pretty and look younger but guess what the yikes-what’s with all that makeup-salesgirl tells me? They, Sephora, the mother of all makeup emporiums, no longer carry it! But it’s an “Award Winner” and “Best Seller” I say. She don’t care so I abandon her and find myself drifting through the isles unable to focus and completely overwhelmed. It takes a lot to get me off my game but this place succeeds every time! I turn into a dummy nodding and trying everything that’s thrown at me. Like this mascara, is it really better than sex? Really really? I guess I’ll find out cause I bought it ?Please tell me I’m not alone here!?

