Baby Got BlackWednesday, July 28, 2010
The name alone made me fall in love with this mascara. "Baby Got Black". But it was the built in mirror on the side and light in the cap that sold me. I buy and use a lot of mascaras. I admit, I haven't been that loyal (I cop to any new mascara fad out there) until now.
I'm a smitten kitten. What pray tell, made me fall head over heels for this luscious lash treatment? Simple. I was at the gym yesterday and forgot to take off my makeup off. Ugh. And it was a pretty grueling sweat session. I kept mopping my face with my towel and rubbing my eyes. I knew I was going to leave with some major raccoon-face. When I was done, I slinked off the machine trying to avoid eye contact with my fellow gym goers. Imagine my surprise in the locker room when I looked into the mirror and I was completely smudge free! Huh... impressive. If this miraculous mascara can withstand my gym session, imagine how it will handle a regular day in Haute Houston, or a night out in a sweaty club (hey, if I do have to reapply, at least I have a mirror and a light at my disposal!)