I actually debated doing this one because my feelings have always been back and forth about shaving cream and its overall purpose. Sometimes I believe it helps me better navigate my way around my legs with my razor, and that it makes my limbs that much smoother; other times I picture Skintimate executives buying rounds of Tequila poppers at the swim-up bar in Acapulco with my hard-earned cash and I can’t make the purchase. Stop looking at me like that.
The original post I saw was great, but I had to cut the measurements in half because it called for more shampoo and conditioner than my hair was willing to sacrifice. Hell, I’d be better off just buying shaving cream at that point.
My mom and I made a pact to not tell anyone else about our favorite new secret, because A. it’s always nice to lead people to believe that you own nothing but nice things, and B. telling others about it might mean that the “good stuff” gets picked over.