I try hard to remember to make a deliberate mental note of where I park at the mall. Macys, door by cosmetics, Row C, spot 15. I've still gone out the wrong door. Then there was the time I stepped out of CVS, walked toward my car, while chatting with my daughters. As I stood talking, I was pressing the unlock button on the key fob, but nothing happened. The real owner came behind us and kindly said, "I think this one is mine, is yours the one over there?" It was right across the aisle from this other car. Embarrassed, I laughed and replied: "Well, if the lock not opening wasn't a good enough hint, you'd think I might have recognized that my car is never this clean!"
Trader Joe's Tingle conditioner wash/ conditioner
AG re:coil, LALooks gel, John Frieda Secret Weapon