And, by a miniature problem, I don't mean a small problem, I mean: I have a problem with miniatures. Specifically, I have a problem with miniature cosmetic products; the hoarding of miniature cosmetic products, to be exact.
I came to this realization while cleaning my bathroom this past weekend (because, what else does one do without a basketball game to drive to for the first weekend in almost two months?); I was in the organizing mode and I decided to take an inventory of all of the minis that I have collected over the past few years.
The inventory was...impressive, in hoarder terms.
I got most of the products from Sephora, utilizing my VIP reward points. If you attempt to do the math behind just how much money one has to spend at Sephora to rack up enough points for this haul, your brain will explode. So, don't do that.
In my defense, I am stocked for life.
Seriously, in the event of the zombie apocalypse, I will still be sporting lush, full lashes and a dewy complexion while hacking my way through the undead with a machete (someone watched The Walking Dead last night).
Also, I hear that minis make excellent stocking stuffers.
Like I'm going to part with my stash.
I may be a hoarder, but at least I'm not an amateur.