I have been receiving these tiny boxes, full of cosmetic goodness, from BOXYCHARM, for quite some time now and I thought hey, why not blog about them. I signed up for the boxes about a year ago and it’s worth the $21 a month. You get a sexy little box in the mail once a month and I have yet to be disappointed in the selection. Did I mention the $21 includes shipping too? Yep. Awesome right?
Below is what I got in my July box which was waiting for me when I got home from camping. Nothing says “girl you need a good shower and some body love” like a tiny little box of beauty goodies.
I also received an OFRA Cosmetic Universal Eyebrow Pencil which is not pictured because my lovely mini monsterettes got into the box and I have yet to come across it. I am sure it will decorate a wall just fabulously.
They also include a little information card with each box giving you a little detail about each item and the retail price. I have included links above if you would like to check out any of the items websites.
My favorite item of this months box~the brush. I absolutely love make up brushes for I use everything in powdered form. This is great since there is usually one brush per box I receive.
Please note: This is not a review I was asked to do by Boxycharm. This is my own personal review to share with my readers.
I happened to be glance at an email that I got today with a list of writing prompts. One of the prompts listed was entitled “10th grade memory”.
Now let’s face it. High school for me was quite a blurredfuzzyobscurefoggy knowledgeable experience. And to think back into the 10th grade is quite the strain on my brain. But there was one incident in particular that I remember as if it was yesterday.
I was a cheerleader. Don’t laugh, I won’t laugh with you but rather slap you upside the head for making fun of me.
It was the night before we had to go away for state championships or something to that nature. I also used to dye my hair blonde…from a box…purchased at the local drug store. So the night before this big cheerleading event…I decided that I needed to get my shitty ass hair roots under control.
I opened the box and followed the directions carefully. I set the timer and I waited.
I rinsed, washed and wrapped my hair in a towel. But when I removed the towel…to my surprise…my hair was GREEN! My first thought was that it had to be the light in the bathroom. In a frantic panic and screaming “WHAT THE FUCK HECK IS GOING ON WITH MY HAIR!” I ran down the hall to locate my mother in the kitchen. I remember my exact words to her were “Please tell my that my hair is NOT green!”. She had no words. Oh wait…yes she did…she said…”well it is almost St. Patrick’s Day.” So not funny mom.
This was a time before having green hair was “cool”. And it wasn’t the lovely shade of green hair color that so many dye their hair today….it was a putrid green. And it was my entire head.
My mom phoned a friend of hers who’s mother owned a salon. She said to bring me in first thing in the morning and she would fix it. I went to bed with some relief that my hair could actually be fixed. But the nightmare continued the next morning when upon visiting this hairdresser she informed me that the only thing we could do was chop off all my hair.
I went from past my shoulder length hair to something the lines of this…only with green…
Guess it was better then looking like this…
The learning experience here was that when bleaching your hair to blonde…it is best to do let a professional do it. Lesson learned.
The green haired momster,
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