I’m allowed to read again this week (according to the Artists Way), so I’ve just realised that I’ve spent all week reading other people posts and have completely forgotten to post anything in return. Umm.. what can I tell you????
Oh, okay….
So don’t you hate it when a product that you’re faithful to isn’t in stock when you need it? It always happens to me. I went to get hair dye the other day and my colour wasn’t there. Havana Chocolate is the one I prefer, do I need to explain why? Chocolate! Mmmmmm. I know it doesn’t taste like chocolate, and in fact you shouldn’t attempt to taste it – it says so on the box. But for a little while I get to pretend I’m all Cleopatra-esque bathing in milk and honey and smearing melted chocolate into my hair. Okay so there’s no milk and no honey and the chocolate is a potent mix of smelly chemicals, but a girl can dream.
The up side of this is that you’re forced to try new products and sometimes discover a gem of a product.
With this in mind I willingly chose a different product when I went to re-stock my facial cleanser recently. I usually get a tube of creamy cleanser with little pink micro-beads that I use when I’m in the shower. But there on the shelf next to it was the same shaped tube, but this new cleanser was called “Vital”, then in small letters underneath it said “for mature skin”.
“I wonder what they define as mature?” I thought to myself while considering both products. “I AM 30 now. Does ‘mature’ come right after ‘young’, or is there something in-between like middle-aged? Well if this product is made for 50 year old skin then it must be uber-intense, and if I start using it now, get in early, I bet I’ll end up slowing down the aging clock, maybe even reversing it!” Thinking I’d devised a plan that no other woman on Earth had yet considered, I put the cute little pink micro-beads back on the shelf and bought “Vital – for mature skin”.
It only took one time using it for me to realise that their definition of ‘mature’ is old lady. We’re talking 76+. The only uber-intense thing about it was the pungent sickly-sweet old-nana fake-rose perfume. And there was no cleaning power, no oil removing, no pore cleansing, and no micro-bead exfoliation. In fact the whole experience was more like a bunch of old roses gently weeping creamy tears onto my face, sorrowful that all they can do is make you smell like an old lady.
Of course I’m making myself persist until every last drop has been used up. A punishment to that part of my brain that, as a cruel prank, somehow tricked my rational thought into choosing this product over my pink-beaded faithful favourite.
Thursday, November 16, 2006
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Oh I tried the Artists Way, and hopefully will try and complete it someday. But I stopped right at the chapter of no reading.....I definately have little discipline skills.
Oh, and I have totally kicked myself for not sticking with my old faithfuls, in many departments. I bought some cheap glass cleaner cause it was cheap, and learned my lesson. I only have 3 more gallons to go before I will be able to see through my windows. Haha
I did the same thing with my night cream!! I changed because I thought I needed the 'anti wrinkle' stuff... Gosh I can never use it because it smells like terribly old, old OLD purfume. Ick.
I can so relate! Hubby was complaining about the cost of everything going up and I wanted to show how fiscally aware I was so I bought a store brand version of my moisturizer thinking it has all the same ingredients, what could go wrong, right? OY! It's like putting crisco on my face and it's absolutely dreadful!
I wish you could buy tester versions of this type of thing, enough to use for a few days, to see if you like it before committing to it.
oh i know this story! i am a blonde who (weirdly enough) insists on dying my hair a delicious dark brown every few weeks. but i can't tell you how many times they have discontinued my favorite colors and i have to start all over again, usually not without some sort of disaster like red highlights or a green undertone. and yet, i continue to do it. have to say though, i love your imagery - "weeping creamy tears" !!!
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