Sit down people. Story time. There was this one time in band camp when I poured an entire bottle of Sana Hadanomy Hydrating Collagen Mist into a Hearth & Hand Plant Mister. I dunno why I thought this was a good thing. And no, it wasn’t because I was going to mist my plants with collagen mist.
It actually worked out really well but don’t tell anyone I said that. We can’t be advertising these weird beauty antics for just anyone to know about.
In the end, I actually had to pour it back into different bottle that actually looked like a facial mist one because one morning when I was half asleep and living dead girl like I picked it up and misted all the plants in the house with it. You see, I wake up everyday at stupid ass o’clock. Typically that’s somewhere between 4:30AM or 5AM and people are always like, “OH MY GAH Why do you wake up so early?” The blog, taking pics for the site, work, living life, etc…! I’m strict on myself and keep a tight schedule but I am NOT A MORNING person. I am a zombie in the morning. If I could rock n roll all night and sleep all day I’d be here for it but sometimes adulting is a necessary evil. So, it should come as no surprise I rolled out of bed, grabbed the mister, and proceeded to go around the house misting all the plants. Typically that’s my routine. I keep the mister on my end table, grab it in the AM, and just sort of wander around and mist them as I wake up.
Only after my workout, my shower, some breakfast, and several hours of work did I blink, sit back, and realize my plants all had a nice jolt of hyaluronic acid. Maybe it wasn’t such a bad thing they’d retain moisture better ha…! In all seriousness, thankfully I didn’t kill every single plant in the house.
I have considered purchasing one of those continuous misting bottles to pour facial mist into because I like misting when I get out of the shower and doing a nice heavy spray! The Tangle Teezer Fine-Mist Spray Bottle looks like a good one!
And hey, at least I can’t mistake it for a plant mister.
Comments are open if you need to confess your stupid beauty mistakes.
P.S. I’ve stored Lush facial masks in my fridge and had a boyfriend who took a bite. He didn’t die, he’s still happily alive and kicking, possibly with a smooth, well hydrated belly lining courtesy Lush.