When I say obsession, I mean obsession. I buy these in bulk lots on eBay and empty racks at Target. At all times, I keep one in my bag, one by the bed, one in the bathroom, two in my living room (one in the basket of the remotes in case I’m on the couch, another in the desk drawer in case I’m working on my computer), one in the car, one in the beach bag, one in my travel bag, and a slew in my Jonathan Adler “downers” apothecary jar at my vanity…
When I was a senior in high school, I spent a semester abroad in Brussels, Belgium and I forgot to stock up before I left. My mom tried one drugstore and couldn’t find, it so she sent me some sorry substitutes. Sweet of her, but didn’t she know that some roll-on cherry lipgloss IS NO SUBSTITUTE FOR MY DR. PEPPER?!?!
That’s when I knew I was addicted.
And for the past twelve years, it’s never been out of reach.
When my beau and I started dating, he would carry a tube of Dr. Pepper with him to smell or put on his lips to remind him of kissing me. It’s that good.
A couple of years ago, they changed the flavor. At first I was livid, but have since gotten used to it. I keep a mostly-empty tube tucked away for the occasional sniff of “the original”–so one day when I’m a millionaire, I can hire a team of scientists to recreate it for me.
Regardless of the flavoring, which is awesome in any incarnation, this stuff gives the perfect amount of moisture, shine, and the perfect hint of color. I’ve spent years trying to find a lipstick that does what it does.
So go get a tube–or 12–and enjoy. Dr.’s orders.
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