Yesterday I toddled to my local Boots pharmacy looking for some new foundation. I'd just finished a shift at the pub so was feeling slightly weary. So, there was vulnerable little me innocently looking at Max Factor thinking I could make my last forty pounds stretch a little...but alas it was not meant to be. There was no one at the Max Factor counter to serve me and along came a black aproned lady from BeneFit and somehow I ended up in her chair having perfume spritzed on me. Suddenly I was on the recieving end of a mini makeover I never knew I wanted nor needed. Apparently, I didn't need a foundation, I needed concealer and powder. Both of which the lovely lady managed to talk me into...and I could just picture my hard earned cash swirling down the sink.
Honestly, my beauty philosophy is that beauty products should make you feel good but needn't cost an arm and a leg, I've never been one to spend 40 odd pound on two mere products.
Anyway I toddled home with my teeny tiny bag from Boots feeling cynical about my purchases - thinking I'd never be able to apply them the way the sweet talking sales girl did - but I must confess it was easier than I first thought.
The concealer covers up all my imperfections and patchiness so that I just need a hint of coverage from the powder and best of all the small amount I need to use means it will last me for quite a while. And the packaging is just devine.
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