From now until Dec. 31st, Kathyrn and the gang at TBF will be giving away daily prizes to lucky TBF winners. Check back everyday at 9am to enter.
The Prize: One Bliss Bikini Perfect at Home Grooming System
Why you want this: We don’t know about you, but the idea of having a woman named “Eva” use hot wax to “manage” our situation “down there” is not something we like to think about. Thank goodness for this bikini grooming system from Bliss (of Bliss Spa Fame) and Philips (of Philips Boombox fame). The system includes a personal trimmer, with six different “heads”, Bliss lemon+sage body butter, and Bliss ingrown hair eliminating peeling pads. Keep your personal time, personal.
The Rules
- no purchase necessary
- contest ends the day of the posting at 11:59pm
- must comment below in order to enter this contest
- must be a US citizen.
- recipient is responsible for any federal, state or local taxes associated with the prize package
- must respond within 72 hours (3 days) or prize will be given to another entrant
Yesterday’s Winner
Congratulations marvalouseone, bunnybri, Archmom, BeauCoeur, and FrugalbutFab on winning copies of Kathryn’s book, How to Be a Budget Fashionista, in yesterday’s Holidaily Giveaway!
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Member Comments
My most embarassing beauty moment has to be the entire time period involving my Middle School. I know it was the’80s, but still… what was I thinking???
I went to work w/one of those size stickers that runs down the leg of your pants!
In my rush to get out of the house one time morning I pulled my black shirt on inside out. Luckily one of my first stops was the office restroom, where I discovered my mistake. I fixed my shirt only to find the where white stains all over my shirt now. I wore my jacket all day and complained that I was cold and must be coming down with something.
I had my first date with my now-husband last year in June 2007. I recently just got ceramic braces put on, the clear kind. We had dinner at an Indian restaurant. He eventually hinted that I have something stuck in my teeth and suggested that I go to the bathroom. The horror. I did not wear power staying red lipstick and my teeth were covered in bits of lipstick ... and various herbs from the Indian food. Yikes! They were VERY obvious with the braces!
We had ice cream afterwards, and it dripped all over (hey, it was a super hot night!). Fortunately, my husband laughed it all off, but still makes fun of me for being a messy eater. I learned to rinse my teeth after most meals. ;-)
Well, I used to think I could trim my bangs between cuts….until the time I “trimmed” them unevenly and kept inching each side up to make it match the other. I finally made myself stop when they were about an inch above my eyebrows….and still uneven! LOL
Met a really nice guy one week; there was an attraction. The following week, I ran into him exiting the subway station - I had to go to the bathroom, BAD! We start to talk. I was wearing a borrowed slip, pinned at the waist because it was too big. My manic, but subtle, movements caused the pin to pop, the slip falls to the pavement. Without skipping a beat, I stepped to the side, picked up the slip, rolled it up stuffing it in my bag - hoping he wasn’t paying attention. He interrupted with, “I didn’t know you cared.” Red-faced, I began to laugh so hard that the “dam” broke. I made some excuse and scurried off, dripping, laughing and crying.
On my first day of Senior year, I decided to wear a beautiful lily pulitzer strapless sundress. About fourth period, i got up to leave class and was told by a friend that i had a spot on the back of my dress. Then it turned into more than just a spot, and emergency. I had gotten my period unexpectedly on the first day of my senior year on one of my favorite dresses. I had to borrow a sweater, drive home and change, not to mention i couldn’t tell one of my teachers why i had to leave…... Pretty embarassing. oh well!