Guest blogger, journalist Nancy Rommelmann, writes...
"The younger they are, the longer they take in the bathroom."
So said my mother last week, to her husband, about my daughter, who'd spent 40 minutes primping so we could drive a mile to a Martha's Vineyard clam shack. What, exactly, does a seventeen-year-old who is already honey to the bees need to do to get herself looking fly? Nothing, but she chooses to do things anyway, just as I did when I was a teenager, an hour and more spent on scrubbing and buffing; blowing and lacquering, spritzing and spraying and getting the blush on just so.
I don't do this anymore, working as I am on getting my travel case of cosmetics no larger than a deck of cards. And yet I arrived home from vacation to find a care package from Kiehl's, containing Creme de Corps Soy Milk & Honey Body Polish, and Light-Weight Lotion SPF 30. As I've previously blogged, I am a fan of Kiehl's, as the products appear to me useful, even essential, with a minimum of fuss, the sorts things one might tuck in the pannier of one's motorcycle just before crossing a continent. The motorcycle reference I no doubt recall from Kiehl's flagship store on New York's First Avenue, a tiny apothecary that nevertheless had room on its floor for a vintage Ducati.
Arriving home with a tan, I decided to use the scrub in the shower. It smells divine, like honey and almond oil, and is a breeze to use: squirt a blob in your hand, rub it on, rinse it off. My skin did feel very soft, and even softer after using the lotion, which, though it contains all kinds of nut oils, is surprisingly light, which I guess might be why they call it "light-weight." The whole shebang took two minutes, maybe. The result?
"You smell tropical," my husband said to me, breathing in the skin on my shoulder, on my neck.
Time well spent.
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