Dear Prescriptives Cosmetics:
I love you. You are fabulous. HOWEVER. If I am going to pay $54 for a teeny tiny container of concealer, it must do the following things:
1. Rub my feet
2. Refill my wineglass
3. Whisper in my ear that I am stunningly beautiful and everyone who was mean to me in high school was JUST JEALOUS.