They are the mark of distinction in someone’s bathroom. They are a touch of class. They are a total handwashing experience for all the senses. They are:
The handsoap dispensers from Bath and Body Works.
I just like them. They’re pretty, they smell good, they’re… fancy. I have always liked them, and felt so special when I used them at someone elses house, but I have never bought them. I always felt they were too expensive for me. Too out of my league. Too at the mall.
But, I got a B & BW gift card for Christmas in the amount of $10, and there was really only one thing I knew I could buy.
For two reasons, I had to buy the handsoaps. The first being that, because of the business I am in, as a matter of principle, I choose not to purchase the same product from a competitor that I could buy through my own business. For example, we sell eyeshadow, so I won’t buy one from M.A.C. no matter how cute the color, but since Mary Kay doesn’t make shampoo, I go with Biolage. Make sense? I can get body wash and lotion and such from myself, so I won’t buy it from Bath and Body Works. Why? B & BW is not tax-deductible and really how would it be if some random stranger said, “Ooh, you smell nice, what is that?” and I said, “Oh, it’s from Bath & Body Works, it’s such and such, but I sell Mary Kay and we have lots of nice smells, so do you want to try one of them?” If such an event ever were to happen it would be so much better to be able to say, “Oh yes, it’s Bella Belara. I sell it, would you like a catalog?”
It’s a business thing.
My obvious second reason for buying the handsoaps, is my covetousness for them. So when I was at the mall this last week, I decided to stop in at the Bath and Body Works.
The soap was on sale- 3 for $10. Perfect.
Because I had decided to do this stop on the way out, upon entering the store, Sugar had a meltdown. Assuming (falsely) that I could get one for a buck, I bribed her with the promise of a chapstick. She calmed down and I found my soaps. Engineer was thrilled and he wanted to carry one, but Sugar was disappointed at the price of chapstick. My wallet forced to instead buy a $3 body wash that smells like Cherry Pie. (’Good for kids,’ said the lady though when I got home discovered that the label says “for adult external use only.”) But at least I got my soap.
I have since discovered that the soaps are not only a hit with moms, but are also well loved by 4-year old boys. My son who hates washing his hands, foamed up at least five times the day we brought the soaps home. He put a soap in every bathroom and announced it to us proudly. I don’t know if he loves it because of the foaming action or the smell or because he grew attached as he mothered it while lovingly carrying it to the car. I don’t care the reason, I am just pleased with his new and bizarre interest in hygiene.
Sugar forgot about the chapstick and the bodywash so today, I smell like Cherry Pie. Good for deceptively impressing my more domestic friends, but not very good for selling lotion.
It’s an interchangeable perfume/lip gloss wand!
It is tinted moisturizer. I love it, love it, love it
