Somewhere, out there, it is waiting for delivery - my box of goodies from Sephora. I thought it would arrive today, but, alas, it has not. So, here I must sit, anxiously awaiting my gift to me of all that is sparkly and good.
So, in my girly despair, I give to you my tune-stolen ode to the shimmery bliss that is Sephora:
Ooh my little pretty one, pretty one.
Always shimmer on my eyes, Sephora!
Ooh you make for girly fun, for girly fun.
Lasting sparkle that never dies, Sephora!
Never gonna stop, give it up. Such a girly mind.
Always line it up for the lips of the pouty kind.
My my my eyes woo!
M M M My Sephora!
So, in my girly despair, I give to you my tune-stolen ode to the shimmery bliss that is Sephora:
Ooh my little pretty one, pretty one.
Always shimmer on my eyes, Sephora!
Ooh you make for girly fun, for girly fun.
Lasting sparkle that never dies, Sephora!
Never gonna stop, give it up. Such a girly mind.
Always line it up for the lips of the pouty kind.
My my my eyes woo!
M M M My Sephora!
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