Rubber bands
bobby pins
tweezers
nail clippers
pinkish mauveish brownish lip products be they pencil, gloss, lipstick or stain
purple eyeliner
spoons
Some of these I never have enough of because they slip away through my hands like water. I’m looking at you, rubber bands. Some I just persistently and constantly buy duplicates of. (See my bulging cosmetics case.) And some I refuse to pay a lot of money for, then get pissy that the ones I cheaped out on suck, so I toss them and then buy more cheap ones to hate on later. Tweezers, you little sons of bitches. I have no idea where the spoons go, but I bet my kids do.
