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elf: The make-up, not Will Ferrell.

Besides being a jewelry artist and photographic miracle worker (see pics below), my new BFF Sarah is a make-up expert, too.  When she was doing my face for my glamour shots, she told me about e.l.f. (eyes. lips. face.), a high-quality, low-priced line available in Target, Wal-Mart and online. Prices around $3 for most items, and most of them made by the same companies who manufacture big-ticket cosmetics.  Am I always the last to know about these things?
I love make-up, almost as much as I love office and art supplies (and when you think about it, they're all kind of the same thing). Today, I went online and ordered 11 e.l.f. products for just $35. Can you imagine? Before I knew e.l.f. was an acronym, I had a hard time remembering the name. Until I thought of this guy.  Now, I'll never forget it.


Anonymous said…
Info about E.L.F. couldn't have come at a better time. Yesterday I discovered Clinique no longer makes my beloved tinted moisturizer with SPF. Thanks to you, Cathy, I found that E.L.F. DOES and for $3, not $26 like I've been paying. I am going shopping today and I may have found my new go-to make-up.

Cathy Hamilton said…
Yay! You're welcome, Bonnie. I'm loving the prices, of course, but the jury is still out on the quality of everything. I'd like to know how you like that tinted moisturizer. I'll report on all the products I bought when they get here. tnx

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