Thank You, Retail Therapy!

I had a stupid mini-freakout yesterday. I feel like AF is coming to town (like a raging, bitchy woman for no reason) although I know for a fact she isn't...I haven't even Oed since the D&E. Anyway, DH asked what I needed. I whined that I wanted to be with him but I wanted to do something for ME. Not for us and not for him. ME. Aren't I such the nice person?

Anyway, I tried to get it out of my system yesterday, but looking at Seph.ora's website just doesn't cut it. You can't see or touch all the sparkly, shiny packaging. You can't smell all the glorious smells.

So, we hopped in the car and drove to the nearest location. It's just a little over an hour away. It's a TINY store. It's doesn't hold a candle really to the one in the Kin.g of Pru.ssia Mall, which is my favorite. But still, off we went.

I'm not usually a sucker for body washes, etc. I hate brand name B of the chain make-yourself-smell-like-a-combo-of-herbs-and-flowers-store. I LOVE though body wash, body scrub and body souffle that makes you smell like baked goods, but only in the fall and winter. SO...I now smell like a chocolate cupcake (courtesy of the scrub I brought, and deviated from my usual P brand of this stuff) and marshmallow, courtesy of the body souffle I bought. My dogs keep trying to lick my legs. DH licked my hand. I smell yummy and I love it. :)