This is what happens when you're bored at the mall...

I caved. On a whim and whilst waiting for my sister, I milled around Square One and found myself at the new Sephora. I'm not much of a makeup fiend, but I admit, it is a girl's (or gay man like Bryanboy) haven of knick knacks and whats-its. Kinda like a woman's Home Depot. You need it, they got it. Men use Home Depot to fix a hole in their fence, women go to Sephora to fix a hole in their face.

For some reason, I can't seem to leave that store without buying something or telling myself to go back to buy something later. That day, I just couldn't leave empty-handed. A half-hour or so of pillaging got me a cool new product from CARGO, a Canadian makeup company, called Liquid Powder. Ladies, this thing is super cool. It's supposed to be like a powder, something you might use to set your foundation, as a primer or just for touching up, but it's in paste-form. After it's applied, I swear, it's baby-ass smooth and velvety. I've been looking for something like this to touch up my "14-hour wear" foundation after 6 hours of wear and lo and behold I found it at the over-priced, glitzy, product-of-American-company-invasion Sephora.

It's gotten me, people. I have arrived. I got sucked into the mecca that is American-retail-whoredom-itis.