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.
As I mentioned in What I’m Cooking Up…blackheads and pimples are a terrible, terrible thing. Blackheads still taunt me more than pimples though, because if you DON’T squeeze them out, my understanding is that they stay in your face forever. I mean, I know that they don’t stay there forever and ever…but do you remember YOUR blackheads deciding to just walk out of your face shortly after showing up? Nuh-uh, NO WAY. I can deal with temporary pimples—mounds, even—because I know that if I fight the urge and don’t squeeze, they’ll eventually leave. I can come to terms with pimples. Blackheads? Not so much.