Look. I don’t even wear waterproof mascara to be cute (I promise) I wear it because my lashes are straight-up rebellious.
So when I say that stuff clings like betrayal, I mean it.
I was fully prepared to complain about this mascara remover.
It looks like a clear gloss. No scent. No drama. Honestly, I expected it to do absolutely nothing.
But then… I swiped it on. Waited a few seconds. Wiped it off with a cotton pad.
And just like that, poof—mascara gone.
No tugging. No rubbing like I’m trying to erase a mistake from 2012.
Just clean lashes and a bruised ego because…
I kinda love this thing.
Do I feel weird using a mascara remover with a wand?
Yes.
Do I feel like it’s the magic wand my sad lashes needed?
Also yes.
It’s small, but mighty.
Like a quiet coworker who secretly knows how to fix the printer.
Rating: 4.9 grumbles out of 5.
Disgust. Defeated.
But with really clean lashes.