I was in a grocery store and a woman behind me, her hair and makeup covered in mascara, had on a red hoodie and a green hat.
She was holding a bottle of perfume and a tiny silver tube of lipstick.
She looked like an average person.
But her eyes were closed, and her voice was low.
It wasn’t like I’d seen her before.
I was expecting her to look like I had.
I had never met her before and had no idea what she looked like.
She said she’d been doing it for years, but I didn’t know why.
I asked if she knew the formula for the mascara she was using.
Her eyes widened.
“Yes,” she said.
“It’s called ‘Tarte’s Make Up For Ever.'”
“Yes, I’ve heard of it.
They sell a lot of it.”
I had heard of the cosmetics giant, too.
I’ve tried on other cosmetics, but none were as affordable as this one, which is a $25,000 mascara that, when applied, covers the lips with an oil-based, gel-like substance that’s made from silicone and comes in a variety of colors.
But its real-world benefits are nothing compared to its price tag.
Tarte has been around for years.
The first mascara I bought, I was impressed by its pigmentation and long-lasting formula.
But after using it for about a month, I couldn’t stop wearing it.
It looked great, but it was hard to control the volume and how much it covered my lips.
When I tried the other mascara, I noticed it was a bit harder to control, too, because it was less pigmented.
Tartans Make Up for Ever also has a price tag, and it’s not cheap.
According to the company’s website, the product is a “true-to-life mascara that delivers long-wearing, long-term, even-toned coverage, plus it delivers a new-look effect.”
(I don’t have any experience with the mascara myself, but the formula looks similar to the one that I was wearing in the video.)
“I am not sure why Tarte’s products are so popular,” the woman said.
She explained that Tarte makes the product in China and sells it for a reasonable price, but she’d never seen a product in her life that was so easy to use.
She’d always been impressed by the formula, which she thought was “beautiful.”
But that’s not the case with my sample of the mascara.
Tarte does have a website, but its interface was a pain to use, and the products that were in my bag were very difficult to find.
(Tarte also doesn’t have an app for iPhone or Android phones.)
When I went to buy the mascara, the woman gave me the product, but after looking it over for a few minutes, I realized I’d forgotten to put it on.
When the mascara had finally been put on, I tried applying it and the mascara fell off.
It was completely invisible on my skin.
I tried looking at my face in the mirror, and then my eyes widened when I realized that it was just the mascara falling off.
I looked at the tube and was impressed that it didn’t leave my eyelashes standing.
I noticed that my hair was a dark, tangled mess, but there was no visible product.
I put the mascara on again and it still looked very natural.
The woman’s eyes widened even more when she realized that the mascara didn’t look as good as she remembered it.
I checked the product again and the lipstick was still wet, but that was probably just because the tube wasn’t sealed.
I tried looking in the back of the tube to see if I could find any other product, and that was when I noticed the mascara was already on my face.
I immediately put it away and tried the mascara again, but this time it didn the same thing.
I felt bad that the product was drying out on my cheeks and neck.
Tempting, I asked the woman if she was sure it was the mascara that I had bought.
She shook her head and said, “No.”
She looked at me and told me, “We’ll have to try again.”
I tried on the mascara and it looked really good, but when I put it back on, it was gone.
The mascara was also too thin to make it stay on my lips and I couldn, as I had hoped, get it off my lips, but my cheeks were still wet.
It took a lot more effort to get the mascara off my face than it did to put the product on my cheekbones.
“It’s a good mascara,” I told her, “but it needs to be done right.”
I walked away from the store, and I was disappointed.
But I didn’ know how to tell my mother, who was in the store as well, that the