The day before the party!

Today I went to the supermarket. I became the weak, foolish consumer that advertising companies pray on. Yes, I momentarily believed that if I bought Garnier's clean, sensitive anti tightness cleansing milk, that it would magically wipe away my blemishes with 'no need to rub!', while mysteriously erasing lines and those dammn crows feet those harsh years have left....maybe not... I tricked myself into thinking I needed to smell like coconut, on the basis of 'smelling like summer!'.... stupid consumer. I also felt the need to buy 'specifically formulated underarm care' simply because I liked the look of the 'fresh white ginger nectarines' that were being invigoratingly tossed across the bottle... yes, I am exactly who they pitch those awful ads to where they splash water onto their already pristine faces, only to reveal, an oh wait...yes thats right, a pristine face... Darnn! A pimple! The day before the party!