The Salon in the Drug Store

So as most of the world knows, Longs is out and CVS is in. Now, at first I thought this just meant no more craft aisle--I totally used to love buying fabritac glue at midnight when the fabric store was closed, and of course it meant my worst nightmare had come true and the drugstore is now carpeted---I can't wait for the vomit stains and gum remnants, so hot. But no. It gets stranger.

Tonight I went to CVS. I needed duct tape and gum, but found myself draw to a mysterious doorway into an all white, non carpeted room. Wait a minute, it's not a room, it's a salon and beauty store. Like a legit beauty store. I stare in amazing, and say "waaah?" and a girl walks by me and says "yeah, I know, what the fuck?"

Turns out I'm just not as European trendy as I wish I could be. Beauty stores in drug stores is apparently all the rage over there. So this place is called Beauty 360 and they look like an operating room's version of Sephora. Now, I was too intimidated to walk around, but I did grab a flyer and it turns out you can go in any time for free samples and lessons, and get manicures with a purchase of nail products. Their motto is "a new vision of beauty." At first I didn't get it. If I want beauty, I want to seek it out. Then I stepped over the carpeted threshold to the CVS makeup aisle and the harsh florescent lighting made my dear friends Cover Girl and Mabelline look a little less beautiful.