They’ve obviously spent years accumulating cute little travel size versions of all of the above and then, covertly included tiny soaps and lotions that were illicit luggage stowaways, contained in adorable flowered packages that no female human could ever bear to part with.
My drawers are cunning and subtle, hoarding all my secret desires for longer lashes, flawless skin tone, a more glamorous lip color and smokey eye lids.
How do they know me so well, these drawers??
Well, today — things will change. I will mercilessly toss out mini perfume bottles that have lost their scent and the purse sized powder foundation/eye shadow combination in the beautiful mirrored and magnetized holder.
Without looking back I will listen for the “thud” of travel sized lotion bottles that still remind me of a wonderful trip to Mexico many years ago. Gone. Everything is gone that I haven’t used on my face, in my hair or on my body in the last 6 months.
And this evening, I’m experiencing the intense satisfaction and the pure pleasure of the precious emotional space that organized bathroom drawers bring to my life.
Because — seriously. Does anyone really need that much makeup?