How much assistance do you need when buying a lipstick? A tale of a marketing tactic FAIL

While gaily imagining the expression of delight on my mother’s face upon her opening a parcel containing the darling bottle of L’Air du Temps that I cradle in my hands, imagining her twisting open its tiny cap of a crystalline bird in flight, do I really seem like I just might want to have my precious thoughts crudely interrupted by Bambi or Aurora whining Madaaaam, Poisonnnn???