Are Makeup Brush Cleaners Worth It?

Makeup Brush Cleaners A Tale of Glitter, Grime, and One Very Desperate Woman

Once upon a time, in a small apartment littered with half-used beauty products, lived a woman named Becky. Becky loved makeup. She had brushes for contouring, brushes for blending, brushes for… well, she wasn’t entirely sure what some of them did, but they looked fancy.

The problem? Her brushes were disgusting.

One day, her best friend, Karen (who had the audacity to have perfect skin and only use one brush), dropped by. Karen took one look at Becky’s foundation brush—now a strange shade of grayish-orange—and gasped.

“Becky, that brush looks like it’s been used to clean a deep fryer.”

Becky scoffed. “It’s fine. It adds character.”

Karen, being the responsible friend she was, handed her a makeup brush cleaner. “Try this. Your face will thank you.”

Becky squinted at the tiny bottle. “$20 for soap? Karen, I can just use dish detergent like a normal person.”

Undeterred, Karen left the cleaner on the counter and walked out, leaving Becky to her questionable hygiene choices.

That night, Becky decided to test the cleaner—mostly out of spite. She squirted some onto her oldest brush, the one she’d had since college (RIP, 2012 Instagram brows).

What happened next can only be described as a *horror movie reveal*.

The water turned brown. Then green. Then a suspicious glittery sludge oozed out. Becky gagged. “What the—was this brush holding onto my 2017 Coachella look?!”

After 10 minutes of scrubbing, the brush emerged… soft. Fluffy. Like it had just been born. Becky’s eyes widened. “Oh no. Karen was right.”

She frantically cleaned every brush she owned, uncovering colors she didn’t remember owning and probably several expired products. The next morning, her makeup applied smoothly. No streaks. No muddy blending. Just flawless, clean beauty.

Becky texted Karen: “Okay, FINE. The cleaner is worth it. But I’m still not washing my beauty blender.”

Moral of the story? Yes, makeup brush cleaners are worth it—unless you enjoy painting your face with ancient bacteria and regret. Your call.

The End.✨