When the Twinkie left us for good, I wasn’t in any way saddened to see it go. It did, however, give me pause to think of the things that have been around for awhile that I maybe take for granted.
So, I’m not a person who primps…
Not by a long shot.
But every lady has some semblance of a beauty regimen, and mine includes a couple of vintage products that are still kickin’ it on the shelves of my local big box store:
1. Barbasol shaving cream. Ok, it’s a men’s shaving cream that says “beard buster” on the canister. But it’s foamy, and smells good (i.e. you don’t step out of the tub with old man musk smell on your legs), and Barabasol is much more effective than those silly pink gels that are marketed specifically to woman.
2. Aquanet. My secret weapon. There has never been, nor will there ever be, an equal competitor. I’d like to think that in most things I’m environmentally conscious. I bring reusable bags to the grocery store. I don’t use plastic silverware. I bring a travel coffee mug with me, and even when I don’t I have a reusable sleeve for my cup of Starbucks. I have composting worms in my kitchen, for crying out loud.
But one thing I simply refuse to bend on is aerosol hair spray. It’s not an every day occurrence, just special occasions and anything dance-related. Sometimes you just need that extra hold, and a little extra volume. That’s something you can’t get from a spritzer that spits out globs of heavy, sticky goo on to your perfectly placed up do. It’s got to be Aquanet… there is no comparison.
What are your non-negotiable beauty products?
Any subscribers will be glad to hear that this ends the whirlwind update from “that other travel blog”. Bringing you this last Starbucks Around the World from Houston means I’m up-to-date (on Starbuckses, anyway) and I won’t be clogging up your newsfeed nearly as much. Although, I have to say, it’s been so fun for me to go through all of these memories. In the end, I’m sure you realize that it’s not about the Starbucks, or the coffee. This is about experiencing the everyday life and cultures of different places around the world. It’s about what is different, and what is very much the same – such as a daily cup of coffee. I hope you’re enjoying the ride as much as I am….
Disclaimer: Since Travelpod does not allow you to export blogs, I shall be bringing old entries to you slowly, but surely, through good, old-fashioned (and painstakingly arduous) Cut-and-paste.
July 29, 2010
Anyone who knows me well knows that I’m crazy about Texas (insert sarcasm here). Don’t get me wrong, I know a lot of nice people from Texas, but a seriously bad 48 hours in Dallas and general disdain for big hair have left me a little underwhelmed about the idea of making this state a destination spot. On the way to Oaxaca, our 30-minute stopover in Houston meant of course that we’d miss our connecting flight and end up hanging out at George Bush International Airport for 3 hours. At least it gave us time to stop off for the first (and presumably only) Starbucks hit in Texas. I think it was a green tea, actually.
In the end, George Bush turned out alright – the airport, anyway – and we got where we needed to go (with a surprise trip to Mexico City and an impromtu visit with Nancy’s Aunt). And according to our friend Shannon (the best thing from Texas, as far as I’m concerned), if ever there again after 10am there’s great BBQ in terminal C….
p.s. check me out with all my style points on Unstitched, a fantastically beautiful blog with a great series on traveling.
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