I have this bizarre way of thinking: if everyone else is doing something, I go out of my way to not do it. If everyone else is doing something, then I know I won’t like what it is.
Case in point: I walked into an Ulta for the first time today. For those who don’t know, Ulta is the Costco of beauty products and brands. They have everything, literally to make you look and smell better from the outside. I have never seen a wall devoted to flat irons in my life.
So. I was shopping with my mother who wanted to go to Michael’s craft store, and Ulta was two doors down. I figured hey, I should probably check this out, finally. See what all the buzz is about.
I should have kept walking. There is a Peet’s Coffee at the end of the mall and I should have indulged in an iced coffee instead.
Mind you, its like 90 degrees outside. I know many parts of the country have been dealing with heat waves since June, but out here we haven’t. Also, in the Pacific Northwest 90 is HOT. Anyway, so I walk into the store and immediately get slapped in the face with a deluge of perfumes. There were a bunch of people in those aisles, spraying and spritzing from pretty little bottles. Ugh.
So I start perusing the Smashbox, Stila and other high end brand cosmetic aisles. I don’t know, I just wasn’t thrilled. Probably all those testers that were in ruins in front of the sealed products. I usually go insane over beauty products, even when I walked in the door I was doing a mental balance on my debit card, figuring I wasn’t going to get out of there without something.
I went into the back where all the hair brushes and flat irons were. I could have delved deeper into the hair product section but I wasn’t interested. I did find a really nice hair brush, but there was only one left and it wasn’t the color that the display was. So I kept walking.
I ended up in the Bath section and they had big bottles of shower gel, buy two get one free. That’s another weakness of mine, shower gels. Love them! I smelled one, something Lavender and Chamomile. It smelled nothing like Lavender and Chamomile, instead it smelled like some cheap knock-off of what Lavender and Chamomile should smell like. Then I looked at the ingredient list.
That’s when I realized I was in the wrong place. I put the bottle down and got out of there. On my way out the door I was slapped in the face again with the miasma coming from the fragrance section. The whole experience was too much, really, but now I know why I never went in there.