H2…Oh no.

Here’s a little story about Hell in a bottle:

I had a rather unfufilling/ awkward/ annoying experience with one of my cosmetics on Saturday. It all started when I ran out of liquid liner before a party… The RiteAid on Broad Street was surprisingly understocked: my liner was nowhere to be found. I grabbed the next bottle of Black-Brown liner I saw off the shelf and marched with my wallet in hand to the counter, distracted.

When I got home, I quickly applied my makeup and used the new liner. All seemed fine and well …until later that night. It would seem the complications came while taking it off. As in, THE STUPID CRAP WOULDN’T COME OFF MY FACE.

After taking out my contacts and rinsing my face twice, I noticed nothing happened. I got the bottle out and sure enough, it’s called “h20proof”. It’s proof all right– proof that you should read everything before you purchase it. Augh.

I managed to accidentally purchase the only waterproof liner in the history of (wo)man that worked so well, it wouldn’t come off.