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Dior Makeup is my one indulgence.

When I buy my Dior makeup, I am sorry to say I never look at the price.

I love the colors and the packaging, I love it that they make foundation for universe of various skin shades.

It’s over priced. But really. I don’t care.

In my heart though I am a Cover Girl. I wore cover girl when I was a teenager. They really didn’t make shades at that time for anyone other then

” Fresh clean faces ” ( read many shades of white ), but with some careful mixing of shades and powder I learned to make it work. Eventually their shades branched out and I was in heaven.

I was at long last a ” Cover Girl “.

I guess I am a Dior fan now and like I said, I will spend a lot of money on their product.

But in my heart, I guess I’ll always be want to be a Fresh Face Cover Girl.

I’ve always thought of myself as a J & J Band-Aid kind of girl.

When I was little and discovered the band-aid, I felt like I wasn’t just a little kid at the mercy of every scrape, bump or skinned knee that the Fates threw at me ( ha! go ahead I’ll just slap a band-aid on take THAT ya brazen wenches!)

Now there was a way for me to fight back, to tough it out and on top of it, those band-aids were like little badges of honor.

So if I drove a race car, or flew a plane and I wanted to slap advertisements all over it, I’d go with the brand that I really do associate my life with-

band-aids.

Because they have confidence in every little plastic strip.