I should have known better.
Usually I put a hard stop to the up-sell, but the cosmetics salesperson caught me at a vulnerable moment. I’d come in to get my makeup done for a party. The bright fluorescent light at the makeup station spotlighted every age spot and discoloration. “Are you wearing at least SPF 30 every day?” asked the makeup artist. Nope, not year-round, I had to admit.
After our session, she led me back to the sunscreen section. As I was browsing, desperate to prevent further sun damage, another salesperson pounced. “How do you take off your make-up?” he asked. “I’m just a soap and water gal,” I said, putting up a little resistance. “That’s fine,” he said, “but let me show you this amazing Japanese-inspired cleansing system.” Too much time and money later, I left with a special cleansing oil and a fancy clay-based sponge. That night, I dutifully used the new oil and sponge to remove my make-up and hung the sponge in the shower to dry.
The next evening, my husband emerged smiling from the bathroom. “Is that your sponge that our son is using?” I walked in to find him reclining in the tub, gently cleaning his (ahem) with my new sponge. I rinsed it thoroughly and found a new hiding place. My friends wanted to know – would I use it again? Of course. I’m a mom. Rinse and repeat.