Say you got eyelash extensions for a party back in December.
Then maybe you loved how easy said extensions made it to get ready, so you kept getting them filled for, oh, six months or so.
And then, say, you realized you’re in the pool, or the lake, pretty much every single day in the summer, so you let them grow out/fall off/whatever happens when fake eyelashes go to die. (Read: you find them all over your bed and sink and think you’re in Arachnophobia.)
THEN, you wanted to cry every time you looked in the mirror, because your formerly long-but-blonde-tipped lashes were nothing but little stubs.
So you, morose, sullen, no-eyelash you, get a gift called SmartLash from your amazing mother, and you dubiously try it out.
Two weeks later, your long-but-blonde-tipped lashes are at least back to normal, and you’ve almost forgotten how horrible it was to not rub your eyes in the shower, or how you had to rearrange the seven pillows on your bed so as not to disrupt that delicate synthetic fringe.
Finally, you decide that buying Benefit’s Yes, They’re Real is way less expensive, both financially and emotionally, in the long run, and chalk it up to a lesson learned the hard way.