Lord help me.

I know I have a problem.  I know it like I know I’m female.  It’s just in me.  I have a highly susceptible to obessioning kind of personality.  I can latch onto a hobby like nobody’s business.  I’ve done it before to a billion different things.  I’ve bought every book, every crochet hook, scrapbook embellishment, kitchen gadget, puzzle book, every high heeled shoe known to man.  The obsessions come in waves.  I will be addicted to one thing at a time and go balls to the wall, full-force, credit card begging for mercy.  Then the obsession eventually releases its grasp on me and I am set free.

Needless to say, I am in the midst of my Beauty Obsession and I am looooooving it.  So much in fact it gets capital letters.

Sadly, however, I can’t be addicted to drugstore beauty products.  Oh no, I can’t have a drawer full of Maybelline or Neutrogena.  That’s not any fun at all!  I must watch a crazy amount of YouTube, pay heed to all my beauty gurus, and buy every last one of those dadgum high-end products they rave about.  And I must take blankie and canteen to my local Ulta and camp out, as it is quickly becoming my second home.

Pfft.

Let me back pedal for one second.  I do have my share of drugstore products.  It’s a small share, but I do enjoy NYX a lot and I have a couple of Flower eyeshadow quads that are cute as pie.  And my Cover Girl Lash Blast Clump Crusher mascara is so very ah-ma-zing, that I will repurchase as soon as I run out.  But  I’ve fallen victim, people!  The Lure of the High End has got me and won’t let go.  It’s a terribly expensive disease to placate, although I manage as much as I can.

Take this for instance.  Hautelook.  They are evil, but in a less damaging sort of way.  I’ve been a member (go on, it’s free!) for a little more than a month and I’ve placed 6 orders.  But they are heavily discounted orders, so that’s good right?  Last night, I bought a very popular concealer from Eve Pearl that normally retails for $39.  Scored it for $23, so that’s practically free in the grand scheme of things.  And I do love how Hautelook has things on sale for 3 or 4 days only – that makes the obsession more like a challenge, and who doesn’t love that?  Must buy it now or it will be gone forever.  Probably not, but probably will.  One never knows.

This morning I got an email from Beauty.com for a 70% off after-Christmas sale.  Excuse me?!  Yes, please.  What intrigued me was the Peter Thomas Roth stuff.  I’ve seen this brand in my Ulta, and it’s really kind of expensive – more so than my normal expensive.  I swear, my eyes glazed over when I saw their $85 anti-wrinkle solution on sale for $24.  I’m not even sure how they can do that, but why argue?  Just buy.  I also picked up their BB Blur beauty balm that has light-reflecting diamond dust in it.  What is diamond dust, you ask?  Dunno, but it has the word diamond in it, so I’m pretty sure by that fact alone, I need it.  And it was $19, so there’s that.

This won’t be the end of my obsession, I can promise you.  I feel as if I’m just getting started.  All I really want out of this journey is to look at least 10 years younger, and if I have to try every dadgum anti-wrinkle, anti-aging, moisturizing, blurring, radiating, cleansing, seruming, pore-filling, fine-line camouflaging product that’s ever been invented, so be it.  At least it’s cheaper than Botox.

Maybe.