I love drugstores almost as much as I love grocery stores. While many women are obsessed with shoes, my weakness is products—I can get caught up for hours sampling emerald-green eye shadows, ruby-red lipsticks and topaz-shaded blushes.
Maybe I inherited this particular fascination from my Grandma. Whenever her grandkids would come visit her, we’d ask, “Gram, have you been to the drug store today?” She’d look surprised, confirm our suspicions and ask us how we knew. “Because you smell like perfume! All those fragrances you sample are a dead giveaway.”
Ha! At least I didn’t inherit the compulsion to dump into my purse all the jelly packets when I’m at a restaurant or hoard hotel towels when I’m on vacation. Well, not yet at least.:)