Option 1
You've spilled makeup on your adorable new white shift dress.
It's in the boob area.
It screams.
You want it to shoooosh.
Now.
You need it out.
You have to be Somewhere Important in a matter of minutes.
You dab at it with water.
Screaming.
You upgrade to warm water on a towel.
Screaming.
You panic and boldly move onto soap, water, towel and furious but careful rubbing so as not to ruin the fabric.
Screaming.
You switch to rubbing fabric on fabric in the hope the dress will want the stain out as much as you.
Screaming.
In a last ditch attempt, you hoist your whole chest over the sink and let warm water run over the soapy circle, wetting 1/3 of your entire dress.
And still, there is screaming.
You use a word ill-suited to a lovely blog like this and take off adorable new white shift dress, choosing something far less gorgeous and fun.
The end.
Option 2
You've spilled makeup on your adorable new white shift dress.
It's in the boob area.
It screams.
You want it to shoooosh.
Now.
You need it out.
You have to be Somewhere Important in a matter of minutes.
You grab a makeup removing face wipe from the super-handy pack you always have on hand, and dab-rub the mark gently. You know this will work because the wipes were made especially to get rid of makeup.
The scream quietens immediately.
You apply some gloss and skip out of the house whistling a Bobby McFerrin song.
