First post -- March Madness Birchbox!

I got my very first Birchbox in the mail today!

To those of you who are unsure of what a Birchbox is (you should be ashamed of yourselves), it is an invite-only subscription that sends product samples to you every month for a $10 fee.  Considering the fact that postage itself is so expensive, I figured ten bucks a month to try products that may potentially blow my proverbial socks off was well worth it.

I had actually just heard about Birchbox last month, when a Facebook friend of mine highly recommended the service.  I didn’t really know what to expect, and I had not watched any of the unboxing videos on YouTube – I didn’t think I’d be able to handle the suspense. 

The first thought when I opened my teeny tiny apartment mailbox and saw the package inside was, “Wow.  I’m surprised that fit in there.”  My second thought was, “Wow.  I’m disappointed it could fit in there.”  Not going to lie, guys – it was smaller than I was expecting, and I wasn’t really expecting too much.  I wasn’t really disappointed with the size, though, since size doesn’t matter at all… right, girls?!

Well, let’s get on with it, already.

So as you can see, the “March Madness” Birchbox contained five items:  a 2 fl oz dry shampoo, a 2 fl oz body gel, a 1 oz liquid eye makeup remover, a Smurf-sized lipstick, and a rather hideous nail file (not pictured separately). 

Overall, I would say that the items sent would appeal to an older, more mature woman.  In other words, if you’re under the age of 30, I wouldn’t recommend Birchbox to you based on this haul.

The only item that I am not interested in at all is the shower gel.  I prefer light scents, and usually go for perfumes aimed at a younger age bracket, like fruity florals.  The perfume in the shower gel does not appeal to me at all, and I’m not even interested in testing it to see how it affects my skin.   The rest of the products I could take or leave, but I am indeed looking forward to sampling the dry shampoo.  I absolutely love dry shampoo.  Since my great-grandmother has been dead for the better part of a century, the nail file will likely be thrown into the deepest, darkest recesses of my purse, never to be seen again.

Oh, Birchbox… I just don’t know about you.

I’ll give it another few months before I cancel my subscription, but so far, I’m not very impressed.