A few months ago, I heard about this thing called a bluum box. It’s like a birch box, but instead of makeup, which I don’t really think that much about, you get baby stuff! I thought, cool, I’ll give a try one of these days. Last week, I received my first box.
I’m not going to lie, it was kind of exciting to get a box of goodies in the mail…
I’m not going to say that I’m disappointed, because it has some really nice things in there. A checkerboard? Cool! Makeup remover wipes. Useful. Luna bar. Eaten immediately. Questionable parenting book. Meh. Hot or Cold Eye Mask. Possibly the best thing I never would have purchased myself but am glad I now own ever.
It wasn’t really what was in the box, because for the most part, I liked the stuff. It was really more that it just seemed really gratuitous to me. Did I really need any of this stuff? No. Well, perhaps the snack bar, because I was starving at the time, and it really did taste like carrot cake, which was impressive. But everything else, I would never buy ever. And it took me a couple of days to figure out why I was feeling so ambivalent about this box after I had been so excited to receive it. And it simply boils down to the fact that I’m not used to buying stuff.
All of those things have potential to turn into other things that are useful or salable. They aren’t so obviously consumerish. I totally weirded myself out for a few days, trying to figure out why I felt so off about receiving a box in the mail. Getting things in the mail is usually fun! Plus, it’s a built in blog post once a month, bargain!
So yes, I cancelled my bluum box subscriptions, and I think I’ll stick to wet wash cloths to remove my makeup and actual carrot cake instead of snack bars that try to pretend they are healthy versions of carrot cake. I will totally rock that eye mask the next time I have a migraine though, and I will feel completely decadent the whole time I do.