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This is a teeny weeny picture of the Ulta Salon Finish nail polish in "Princess." I bought because... I don't know why. I read about it yesterday on BellaSugar, it's supposed to be a dead ringer for some more expensive nail polish, (the brand escapes me at the moment) so I bought it. Just. Like. That. I barely even looked at it first, that is how easily swayed I am by the opinions of others, evey people I've never met.

Luckily, it turns out to be pretty cute, sort of a pinky-peachy shimmer that would look nice on my fingernails, if I ever painted them. Which I don't. Gah! I bought a new eyeliner too, in Emerald, because they were having a buy one, get one free sale on Ulta products, AND I had a coupon for 20% off one item. In considering this purchase, I realized a couple things: 1) I am a sheep. 2) I will buy anything if it is on sale and I have a coupon. 3) I should not shop on my lunch half-hour, because it leads me to make hasty decisions. In my defense, I was also being crowded by a blond woman who apparently desperately needed an inappropriately dark eyebrow pencil to scribble on her Joan Crawford eyebrows. I'm no makeup guru, but why do people do that?

There is no point to this, other than to moan about my lack of self control. If you actually need make-up or nail polish, the Ulta brand stuff is buy one, get one free through Saturday, and it looks like pretty good stuff.

At What Point Is This Considered a Mental Illness?

Here's the scenario: it's Saturday night, and I'm sitting around in my pajamas* perusing the ads from the previous Sunday paper**. I get to the Walgreens ad, and ohmigod, [fill in the blank] is buy-one-get-one! (Henceforth known as a "BOGO.") So, I get up, put on some regular pants,*** tramp through the snow to my car, spend 10 minutes brushing and chipping off snow and ice****and drive to Walgreens to bag this deal before the new sale is posted on Sunday. This happens at least once a month, usually more often. It is a sickness, y'all.*****

Today, it was Revlon lipstick. As you can see, I was desperately in need of more lipstick:

The thing is, I don't even wear lipstick on a regular basis. I want to be a woman who wears lipstick, because I think it looks polished and put-together. Unfortunately, I am not a woman who wears lipstick, at least not naturally. I worry too much that the color is wrong, or that is is all over my teeth, or that it makes me look like Ronald McDonald(tm). But I still compulsively buy it any time there is a sale or I have a coupon. I am trying to get in the habit of wearing it daily, but it is a high-maintenance beauty product. Besides constantly reapplying lip balm, I also eat pretty much non-stop all day long, so I need to touch it up a lot, and I forget. The above photo has convinced me that I must keep trying! All this lipstick will not be thrown in the trash in vain.

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*Did I just reveal what strange, anti-social little homebody I am? Oops.

**Yes, they do just sit around the apartment all week.
***An adult should never go to the store in her pajama pants. Pajama top, fine, as long as you have your coat on.
****I like to call this "the Minnesota Workout."
*****Last footnote, I swear. I really wish I was Southern so I could get away with using y'all on a regular basis.