Magic Beans and Long Lashes

Two minutes ago. Blair and I are in the master bathroom, getting ready for bed. Blair's brushing his teeth and I'm using an exceptionally small brush to apply a clear liquid to my top and bottom lash lines. 

"What are you doing?" asked Blair, around a mouthful of toothpaste. 

"Growing my eyelashes," I answered. I was rewarded with a doubtful stare. 

"Seriously," I said. "It's a liquid that makes your eyelashes grow."

Blair spit and rinsed. "You have GOT to be kidding. How do you fall for this stuff?" he asked.

"Stephanie told me about it," I said. "She has beautiful lashes." 

"Stephanie, huh?" 


Blair nodded thoughtfully. "I see. Sooo.... did she give you any magic booby powder too?"

Oh my God, I died laughing. That was just cold.