I have tons of chapsticks and lipsticks in a drawer in my bathroom. It's a sickness, really, I usually can't make it through the Tarzhay without popping one into the cart. I would venture to say I probably have forty of them stuffed into that drawer.
Adam loves, loves, loves the chapstick. If I forget to close the bathroom door, I know that's where I'll find him. I no longer remember his own special smell as it has been masked by grape, watermelon, and black cherry vanilla dr. pepper scents since he was a year old. I finally gave in, tired of trying to locate things in that drawer after his ransacks, and gave him his own tube to keep in his pocket. Worked like a charm.
Apparently the natural look is out this season.
Nope. I'm Not Done with the Wonder Woman Dress Yet.
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