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Oct. 2nd, 2006 11:30 amEvery time I walk past a Lush shop, I feel like the most ridiculous sort of girly-girl. I have in the past happily washed with Budget shampoo and conditioner, I've never dyed my hair, I cut it about once a year and blowdry every twelvth of never, I don't own moisturiser or any kind of hand or foot cream and as far as skincare goes I have a gel cleanser I never use. I do use liquid soap and I do try for something that smells good and I have been using the same type of shampoo and conditioner for nearly two years now, but that's the extent of my investment in the girly luxuries. I'm just way too lazy for anything else.
But Lush absolutely destroys me. For a very long time, for various reasons, I had almost no sense of smell. That got fixed a few years back, but for awhile in there Lush products were some of the few really great smells I could, well, smell. Now that I can actually smell them properly? oh my god take me now.
That said! Sometimes, my favourite thing about Lush is what you can tell about the people who buy them. For example, my mother just bought me two samples of Wow Wow mask, a big pot of Coconut and Almond Smoothie (which smells more like peanut butter Jelly Bellies to me, but hey), a tub of Marilyn (chamomile designed to smooth your hair and, with regular use, make it lighter; smells like beeswax. So yummy.), a bar of the citrus-y Happy, and one of You Snap the Whip.
From which I deduce! My mother wants me to be more assertive (I'm not sure you get much more assertive than me), have more "wow", be more happy, and... be like Marilyn Monroe. Which, I don't know, suicidal and married to Arthur Miller? Good call, mum. However, it all smells so great I don't really give a damn.
My life for the past few days has been defined by a sort of... temporal dislocation. When my dad came to pick me up on Thursday, it was the 28th of September. However, as related elsewhere, I was operating under the impression it was the 28th of October - the day before his birthday, so I baked him a birthday cake. The cake was damn good, mind you, but: "Isn't it your birthday tomorrow? ... no? ... It's not October?"
Then today I realised that it's not the last week of lectures! No, that's next week! This is excellent news.
But Lush absolutely destroys me. For a very long time, for various reasons, I had almost no sense of smell. That got fixed a few years back, but for awhile in there Lush products were some of the few really great smells I could, well, smell. Now that I can actually smell them properly? oh my god take me now.
That said! Sometimes, my favourite thing about Lush is what you can tell about the people who buy them. For example, my mother just bought me two samples of Wow Wow mask, a big pot of Coconut and Almond Smoothie (which smells more like peanut butter Jelly Bellies to me, but hey), a tub of Marilyn (chamomile designed to smooth your hair and, with regular use, make it lighter; smells like beeswax. So yummy.), a bar of the citrus-y Happy, and one of You Snap the Whip.
From which I deduce! My mother wants me to be more assertive (I'm not sure you get much more assertive than me), have more "wow", be more happy, and... be like Marilyn Monroe. Which, I don't know, suicidal and married to Arthur Miller? Good call, mum. However, it all smells so great I don't really give a damn.
My life for the past few days has been defined by a sort of... temporal dislocation. When my dad came to pick me up on Thursday, it was the 28th of September. However, as related elsewhere, I was operating under the impression it was the 28th of October - the day before his birthday, so I baked him a birthday cake. The cake was damn good, mind you, but: "Isn't it your birthday tomorrow? ... no? ... It's not October?"
Then today I realised that it's not the last week of lectures! No, that's next week! This is excellent news.
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Date: 2006-10-01 11:25 pm (UTC)I got hooked when I was in Berlin and there was a store right up the street and now that I'm back in the States where mail order is my only option, life is dull and smell-less.
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Date: 2006-10-02 07:42 am (UTC)This wee gift package may actually be the end of me. I totally can't afford it to be the end of my resistance to their evilly gorgeous products, but... hey, term ends in a month and then I'm back to full-time work, so I'll completely be able to afford it!
:( I feel your pain, I really do. We only have six stores spread over three cities... fortunately (but lethally) in summer I work about three doors down. (It's also right next to de spa Chocolatier, which is... exactly what it sounds like. Holy expanding, delicious-smelling waistline, Batman!)
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Date: 2006-10-01 11:47 pm (UTC)I wish I could pamper myself more :-)
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Date: 2006-10-02 07:59 am (UTC)I like lavender too! When you get your money you should splash out on something really nice, you can totally afford it just once. (Besides. Imagine what the government would think of an ex-military spending their money on hand-made lavender soap or bath bombs from Lush, an all-vegan organisation that campaigns against animal testing. Although they are capitalist. ;))
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Date: 2006-10-02 01:24 am (UTC)I need to get back there...
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Date: 2006-10-02 08:00 am (UTC)Can't wait to move back to wellington where I don't have to go out of my way. *lazy*
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Date: 2006-10-02 01:50 am (UTC)I practically drool when I walk past it.
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Date: 2006-10-02 08:01 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-02 02:04 am (UTC)Aww. Temporal dislocation sounds better than my last few days. I spent them feeling like an academic failure. ^^'' Because it turns out I'm not allowed to do a concurrent degree in sociology and earth science. Which means I need to completely switch my degree program, take physics over the summer, and dive into geophysics next year.
Could be worse. I could have to redo my entire first year.
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Date: 2006-10-02 08:03 am (UTC)I know you're just joking but, honey, you're not a real college student until you've spent months and months agonizing over your degree problem. I'm just amazed you figured out potential problems before you got half way through your degree, instead of doing what I'm doing which is be like "... huh, so what do I need to do to graduate again?" It's normal and it does NOT mean you're an academic failure. The reverse, actually, IMO.
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Date: 2006-10-02 01:41 pm (UTC)It's okay. Knowing my university and it's administrative style, I'll go in at Intent to Register, be like "I want to do THIS degree!" and then they'll be like "You can't because you don't have a physics prerequisite!" and then I'll say "I'll do it over the summer!" and they'll be like "But you'll probably fail it and not get in the program anyway!" Then we'll argue for awhile and eventually they'll put me down for a major in Earth Science or something while I fill those prerequisites then a year later, I can go back and be like "HAH! PUT ME IN THE DAMN GEOPHYSICS PROGRAM I SPENT LAST YEAR DOING!"
Well, unless (like Ontario) NZ had a major educational overhaul in the past five years, the ". . . huh, what do I need to do to graduate again?" can't be that bad. My boyfriend is in a program that technically doesn't exist anymore because they overhauled our education program the year he graduate from high school and. . . now his program has been overhauled and the program he's in doesn't exist anymore xD. Since they assume that like, no one's in this program, there's no information on it anywhere, even though there's probably still 20 or 30 people in it. xD.
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Date: 2006-10-04 05:35 am (UTC)Sounds about right to me. :P
We have had an educational overhaul, but not in tertiary, in secondary. Unfortunately, I was guinea pig year every, single. year for secondary, so I TOTALLY feel your pain. We don't normally have hugely restrictive requirements for graduating, though; I'm just doing a slightly complicated thing whereby... you know, it's boring and complicated and I don't understand it myself, so I'll just not explain it, but: I really, really sympathise. :P
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Date: 2006-10-04 12:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-02 04:00 am (UTC)I so get the temporal dislocation thing aye. The other day I also thought it was the end of October... and that I'd forgotten to go to my last linguistics tute. Hah.
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Date: 2006-10-02 08:04 am (UTC)hee.