Beauty confession time….
I was thinking about my many a trip and adventure through Sephora this morning. I noticed that every single time I hit up the mall or I walk past Time Square or 34th, I can’t pass a Sephora without walking in for a little lookiee. I wonder if this means I need some sort of intervention or worst therapy?
Picture the Muse laying on some shrink’s couch telling them, “Well it’s like this Doc, I can’t seem to pass by a Sephora without walking inside, it’s a compulsion of mine!”
Worst yet…I think I’m one of those people that hangs out at Sephora! GASP!
Yesterday was a super long day at my office and completely stressful! I passed by Sephora on my way home and of course, as always, I had to compulsively go inside to have a peek.
Much to my horror I realized I was being all creepy and just hanging out at Sephora. Swatching, looking, playing..but NOT buying! Gasp! Nothing really tickled me and I think the MA’s got the disturbing vibe from me as they started following me around like I was going to snatch a used lipstick at any moment and make a mad run for it.
The funny thing is I didn’t even mind them following me around and I was just in my own little world, de-stressing. I casually glanced down at my watch and realized I spent near 90 minutes walking around Sephora.
Does this mean I hang out at Sephora?!
How many times had I done this in the past….
Total Beauty Confession but it’s happened more times than I like to admit.
Go on, confess, how long have you hung out at your local Sephora without really buying anything…?