There was a time when a new lipstick would thrill me. A product release would have me effervescing from the mouth, throat gargling and without the mind for much else. I honestly couldn't think of anything better than the first swirl of a brush on the pristine surface of a new blush.
But I am a fickle creature. I have drawers bursting with products. Literally a lifetime supply. I believe it was with 10 products to go on my P50P that I realised my interest had waned (and the money I'd saved became apparent).
It's time to shut shop with eatpaintsniffglue. And in the words of that asshole, Mr Blunt: goodbye my lover, goodbye my friend.