Dear Smith's Rosebud Salve,

you are the worst summer lip balm *ever* and after a whole winter of me turning nine of my friends into salve believers. you used to keep my lips all plump and smooth. i loved you. i would shout your wonders at the sephora and have random strangers purchase you. i would buy you to give to friends just so they could see how great you actually are.

and now all you do is melt and leak, making it impossible to open your vintage 1960s tin container. i literally haven't been able to open you for two weeks.

i hate you,
abbie

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