I don’t know what it is about shower gel and mud masks but what started off as pursuit to become more clean has turned into an almost obsessive compulsive disorder. When I moved a year ago from Miami, I left behind a huge crate of stuff… a giant assortment of goodies: masks, nail polish remover, eye cream, shine serums (yes plural), intense conditioners, bath salts, foot soaks… and the list goes on. And on. And on. As embarrassed as I am about sharing pictures of some (and this is just some of it) of the stuff I have accumulated in just one year, I have to in order to show how bad my current condition is. I counted right now before writing this, and I currently own 9 bars of deodorant- 9 bars!!?? This is not normal. Whenever I do groceries, it takes me at least 15 minutes to select a shampoo, conditioner, and a toothpaste. I have to smell them all. Brandon hates going into Walgreen’s with me. And forget about walking into and Aveda, Bath and Body Works, Ulta, or the Body Shop… that is not only a money pit, but an excursion that requires an overnight stay practically. It is so nice though, to come home with a shiny new box of bath suds and splish splash in my tub. It feels great to get out of that tub after using my new soap, and shave gel and apply my new body lotion, to my smooth and just shaven legs. Then I dry off and blow dry my hair, to which I add a silky shine serum. I can’t forget to apply my clinique clarify lotion to my face and then finish off with my retinol and vitamin C complex cream. Once I finish this, I am off to bed, but not before taking off my rings and applying some rich lavender or sage hand cream. Talk about bliss. Which leads me to just that- I have a new favorite. The Bliss lemon and sage hand cream. It smells so yummy! I could sit here and talk about this for hours… maybe I’ll turn this into an on-going post about my likes and dislikes in the world of all things sudsy. With that said, I hear my toiletries calling, I must go shower. Again.