Hi, my name is Penny, and I'm addicted to lip gloss. (Yes, this is a diversionary tactic, as the guy that interviewed Mike told him "We'll let you know." Gargh.)
No, this is probably not all of it, there's usually one or two lurking under the couch or in a purse I haven't used in a long time. Or in my (numerous) knitting bags. And some of my good Mary Kay lip glosses died, so I had to throw them away. That's what I get for leaving my purse alone in the car for 30 seconds in the middle of the summer.
Pedicure? Two words: habit forming. I picked this really pretty OPI nail poslish that had the plainest name I've ever heard of from OPI..."Blues." They normally have names like "Don't Wine...Yukon Do It," and "Paint Your Toron-Toes Rose," "Don't Have a Tempura Tan-Trum, " "My Chihuahua Bites," and "Pistol Packin' Pink." I really could read the names of their nail polish forever. They think up some pretty clever names. "Blues." Even their nail polish for dogs has better names than that.