So, this happened:
The other night, I suddenly heard a big clatter, and saw my compact open and upside-down on the bathroom floor, and I knew when I picked it up, there would be a mess of pearlized-brown powder deeply embedded in the grout lines of the tile.
I swore a whole bunch.
I’ve still been trying to use it, since there’s a lot left, and because I need it until I can get myself to a MAC counter… but every time I open it, puffs of powder come billowing out onto the countertops, leaving big brown streaks all over the place whenever I try to brush the crumbled bits away with my hand. And then I have makeup all over my hand. And though I just dab the brush ever-so-gingerly into the broken bits, waaaaaay too much gets on the brush, and I end up looking like I’ve been dusting myself with ruddy desert sand. Or like the exhaust-end of a vacuum cleaner got me in the face with clay dust. Or something.
And then I swear a whole bunch.
A) Because that kind of mess is a bit of a bitch to clean, and 2) mostly because my excellent MAC bronzing powder was only half used, and C) I have to wipe half of it off again, and with it, the Kleenex takes half my freshly-drawn eyebrows. Le sigh. You should feel sad for me.
I’m just hoping with all my might that it’s a product they still make and carry, since you know how your favourite stuff from your favourite places can suddenly vanish like a fart in the wind, right? I mean, what is UP with those kinds of shopping shenanigans?!
Have you ever found one of your favourite things gone for good?