Sunday, February 22, 2009

Empty Promises

So, the other day I was grocery shopping and started to freak out a little. Everywhere I looked were products that promise to plump old lips, add collagen and decrease wrinkles, moisturize dry/flaky skin, make lashes longer and fuller, cure under eye circles, and fix damaged hair. Yes, I was shopping in the cosmetics. Geez. If someone was looking at all these things they might think, "Is there anything right with me?" Seriously, what's a girl to do? The whole excursion just make me feel really old, even though I'm not. All the commercialism and power of persuasion was getting me a little down!

Then, hope.

As I was shopping, I could hear someone whistling a familiar tune. For those of you who are familiar, it goes like this, "No toil no labor fear, but with joy, wend your way." Yes, that is the exact part I heard someone whistling as I moved through the aisle. It made me smile and laugh. I proceeded to just go ahead with what I came for, and walk away feeling pretty silly. However, I did buy shampoo with this promise: "It's the reason you've dated a chain of Mr. Wrongs. Now watch as healthy, touchable hair lures many Mr. Rights." I'll let you know how that goes . . .

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