I came home from shopping today, and the jar of honey was in the kitchen sink. I said to Paul, "Why is the honey in the kitchen sink?" and he said, "Because I was pretty sure it didn't belong in the SHOWER."
That logic doesn't really follow, does it? Besides, if the honey is in the shower, it's not the same as if it's in the refrigerator and maybe someone just got a little absentminded. If it's in the shower, someone must have put it there on purpose. And yes, it was me.
You all have honey in your showers too, right? Or, okay, fine, on your bathroom sinks if you prefer. Because we're all doing Sundry's honey challenge, aren't we? This is exactly the sort of thing I loved to do in high school, and while some women might mourn the hips of their youth or the boyfriends of their youth, what I mourn is the beauty product experiments of my youth: I used to cruise the beauty aisle, babysitting money climbing out of my purse looking for what would be coming home with us today. The facial scrub, with real bits of apricot pit? The peel-away masks, as thrilling as peeling off dried Elmer's glue? The mud masks, so very very ugly and full of minerals? Did I want to tighten? glow? exfoliate? peel?
I tried the honey this morning in the shower, and Sundry is right that it isn't sticky and yucky as you'd expect: it went on smooth and nice, and of course it smelled delicious. I rinsed it off a few minutes later, and my face felt just as nice as with any of the other facials I've tried over the years. I don't know yet if this says something about the honey, or if it says something about the other facials.
One of the commenters on Sundry's honey post says you can mix honey with your hair conditioner, too. Well, count me in! High time we had some fun beauty product experiments around here!
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