Of course while I was in France my inbuilt Sephora antennae was in excellent working order and when we stopped off in Sete I dived into a very small branch. I found these cute little one-shot shower gels in every scent imaginable, from carmel to raspberry, and love the idea of a different scented shower every day.
The downside of the Sephora joy was France’s most officious security guard who thought he was protecting the crown jewels and had a proper attitude issue with me taking this picture. He also had a mini-melt down when my companion opened a drawer, and the shop assistant, clearly trained at the same charm school because the efffffffort (including major eye rolling) it took to find out the price of a product was a mini-drama. We left empty handed, but if lunch hadn’t gone on so long I would have returned and asked for twenty five more prices… and opened a few more drawers and still would have left with nothing.
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