Lotions and Potions, Unguents and Ointments
Gobs of Goop
I finished my shower the other night and pulled open the cabinet doors where I keep my lotion. Disbelief overcame me when I looked and saw the shelves full of different bottles of stuff for everything from dry cracked feet to hot oil treatment for my split ends. Most of the containers were almost full, with only a couple of them all used up. On my dresser stands a large green pump bottle of Vaseline Intensive Care Lotion, half full. I’ve got three tubes of gunk just for my hands. This can’t be all mine!
It’s everywhere!
In the shower is shampoo and conditioner, body scrub, Dove soap (can’t live without that ¼ pure moisturizing cream) two razors (one rusty) and a big bottle of cheap hair conditioner for shaving my legs. By the kitchen sink is another bottle of lotion and dish soap to sooth my poor, red hands. In my purse is a small tube of hand lotion and hand sanitizer. Where did all this stuff come from and is it really necessary?
Back in the good old days
My mother was a raven-haired beauty. Growing up in the 1950s and ‘60s, she looked like she stepped off the set of Mad Men. She managed to be stunning just using bar soap and cold cream. Her skin still radiated even at the age of 84 when she crossed over to the big cocktail party in the sky. How is it she looked so good and didn’t own a single bottle of Oil of Olay? I’ve got three different jars of the stuff for separate times of the day and body parts!
Have we all been brainwashed?
I can’t help but think we’ve all been brainwashed from all of the print and television advertisements. Company ‘A’ tells us we’ll have smoother skin, soft to the touch and our prince or princess in shining armor will find us irresistible. We can reverse aging, turn back the clock, fight the effects of gravity and defy physics if we just use their goo. Have we all gotten gullible or are we lemmings all heading for the cosmetic counter? Inquiring minds want to know.
What’s the solution?
That’s definitely one of those questions without an answer. I admit I want to look as young and pretty and desirable as anyone else and I’ll keep dropping my hard-earned cash to get the newest magic elixir. Maybe my solution is a bigger bathroom cabinet. Now that’s a good idea.
Category: Transgender Body & Soul, Transgender Fun & Entertainment
About the Author (Author Profile)
I am Cate, a mature transgender woman. I am a writer, blogger, parent, grandparent, sailor, activist and happy. I am a widow, and live with my yorkiepoo, Belle. I love music, reading, cooking, outdoors, DIY, theater, antiquing and flea markets, home brewing, and seeing what is around the bend in the road or over the horizon. I own the MatureTransgender.com website. It is an outreach, support and resource for mature trans* people and especially for those who, like me, came out after fifty.Subscribe
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