So I woke up one morning 2 weeks ago, and I had taken a mental health day from work. I was wearing my fuzzy pink robe. I had just drank my morning tea. All of a sudden, my personal Santa called me excitedly and asked me to check my front door. As I have vampire tendencies (i.e. dislike sun, want to kill humans) in the morning, I kindly declined. I wanted to enjoy my chai, and the Price Is Right was having it’s showcase showdown!
“Go outside! There’s a box waiting for you on the doorstep .. and it’s pink!”
My vampire sense kicked in. A box? For ME? And .. it’s P I N K!!!!!!!! Okay Santa .. but this better be good!
WOW! A BIRCHBOX!!!! My very own birchbox .. wait .. what the eff is a birchbox?