I went to Target this weekend to pick up some mundane things: toothpaste, blank cds, dish gloves, and so forth. I left Target an hour later with a Discover card receipt that indicates I found much more to purchase than just household basics; this may be a clue as to why Noah refused to go run this supposedly quick Target errand with me. He knew that Target has begun to tempt me with their merchandise in ways that can only lead to financial ruin, such as:
This dress, which I bought on Saturday. It is flouncy and short and has a sexy / bad-ass exposed zipper down the back, and although I'm far too old to really pull off the schoolgirl look, I plan to wear this with over-the-knee suede boots come fall and pretend Iggy Pop writes songs about me.
Perfect for bringing books back to the library, yes? Or bottles of wine and hunks of cheese to an impromptu cocktail party! I wish I'd bought this while I was there.
Also: oh, lord, the cosmetics section. I was (relatively) good and did not plunder the new fancy makeup lines, but I have a serious craving to go back and swab the testers (makeup testers! at Target! wondrous!) and find out if any of the new lines contain my holy grail of lip balm: a semi-glossy cherry red balm (sans sparkles for less of a Vegas effect) that does not smear all about, drip or get too sticky, or dry out my lips, and also does not require a separate brush and a hand mirror to apply. (I look at you, Benetint Balm!) Pixi, Jemma Kidd for Target, and NP Set all may have contenders. At $15 to $18 a pop for lip color, I plan to thoroughly scrutinize every potential purchase.