… with a tube of mascara.
And all of my dreams came true.
Ok, not really.
But sort of.
(Hello by the way. Long time, no talk. I’m still here and hoping to giving this blog a little more attention now that we are getting settled in to our new house. But we’ll talk about that later.)
Have you ever seen a 3 am infomercial with a product that sounded like the best thing you’ve ever seen? Like you absolutely can’t live without it? And if you weren’t so deliriously tired and completely unwilling to remove yourself from your comfortable bed to go find your wallet, you would pay any amount to get this miracle product. Because, surely, it will change your life. Note to self, buy miracle product online in the morning (though you are frantic that not “acting now” will result in not receiving double the product and something else thrown in, completely unrelated). Then, you wake up in the morning, and your logical, rational self decides that that diet juicing machine won’t magically make you look 30 lbs thinner without a lot of exercise and skipping out on the ice cream at night, or the miracle wrinkle cream won’t actually lead to the fountain of youth.
Well, I came across a product that was CLEARLY too good to be true: 3D mascara. I saw a Facebook post from a friend that was hosting an online party. The examples shown couldn’t possibly be real. Or could they be? haha
I’ll admit, my curiosity was peaked. I enjoy makeup as much as the next girl. Probably more. I’m one of those women that will probably always have makeup on when you see her. I rarely leave the house without it. I’ve been like that since I was a teenager. I just enjoy the art of makeup. And not looking ill. No really. Just about every time I run into someone when I’m not wearing makeup, I will inevitably get the, “are you ok? you don’t look like you are feeling well…”
No. Actually, my face just naturally looks ill. Thank you very much.
So, needless to say, over the years of makeup wearing, I have tried just about every mascara, from drugstore to department store brands. (And to be honest, I have yet to find a department store brand that impressed me any more than a drugstore brand). So, when I am seeing absurd results, I’m finding it a little hard to believe.
I want to believe.
I want to have hope.
I want to have dramatic results.
I love the look of fake lashes, but I do not have the steady hand of a surgeon to apply them straight. I mean, am I the only one? Not to mention the glue. Ugh. The glue. So that kind of hassle isn’t an option. I’ve always considered eye lash extensions, but then I saw how much they cost.
All my nopes.
So, if you are telling me that the answer to fabulous lashes can come from a tube for a reasonable price, I’m willing to try it.
And, I like the friend who was having the party. I wanted to help her out with a sale. So, that justified me buying the miracle mascara. It wasn’t an infomercial. It was a friend. And they were saying it worked.
It arrived. And my life has never been the same.
But seriously, it worked. It REALLY worked.
I love it. As in, IN LOVE. Like, if I weren’t already married, I would consider marrying a tube of mascara.
Want to see why?
That’s me. Those are my eyes. And those are my eyelashes going from nothing, to drugstore mascara, to amazingly fabulous fantastic razzle dazzling 3D mascara. Clearly, I need to share this with others. It was time for action. It was time to become a presenter. To tell my tale. My eyelash testimony, if you will. Because I became a believer.
Miracles are real.
They happen when you least expect it… when you’ve lost all hope in ever having long, luscious lashes. And then a tube of miracle mascara arrives at your doorstep.
So, I am slingin’ lashes now.
And, I’m having a party. You are all invited. Take the leap of faith… you will never go back. Promise.
(And, if you try it and decide having ridiculously incredible lashes just isn’t your thing… there is a 14 day money back guarantee. So really, there is no risk. There will be no regret. And, also, I’m a horrible salesperson. haha Come to my party. Please. *in my not desperate at all voice*
PS. If you are reading this, thank you! I appreciate you sticking with my sparse posting. I’ll get better. God’s working with me on that. Now, someone please bless my heart.