Remember Tinkerbell cosmetics? Remember how my mom wouldn’t buy them for me? Kidding, sometimes she did. For my birthday I got a peach-scented solid perfume that came in a heart-shaped locket and it smelled oh-so-delectable and I want another one. But guess what? Tinkerbell is nowhere to be found. They were bought out in 1999 and the new company just kinda let them die. Jerks.
I wish it was like the other Tinkerbell and I could bring it back by clapping and saying I DO BELIEVE IN FAIRIES but I can’t. And you know what that means? A whole generation is growing up without BO-PO. Now that elementary school girls are huffing nail polish at sleepovers instead of using it and then peeling it off immediately afterward, you can blame the decline of Tinkerbell, which I believe coincides with the decline of Western society.