Home Pedi

Apart from the smudges of blood on the bathroom floor and on the Anthropologie bath mat, it was a pretty good day and it all began with a wonderful breakfast ...

While eating a cup of granola with vanilla yogurt this morning, I was reading the latest issue of Real Simple magazine. There was a section on pedicures, and impressionable as I am, I thought this was a great idea for my fugly puglies. So before running to the gym, I made a stop at Walgreens and stocked up on supplies for my at-home pedicure. I got some sugar scrub by Sally Hansen, a pumice stone, and a callous remover.

I felt really excited to get my workout over with so that I could spoil my neglected feet. Somehow I envisioned they’d look like the beautiful feet in the magazine and although the realist in me felt skeptical, I looked forward to the pampering, nonetheless. So I ran home, hopped in the shower, and then rubbed the Sally Hansen “Spa Sugar Scrub” on my rough and tough hobbit feet. You know, it felt soooooo good.

I’ve had one professional pedicure in my life (as a birthday present) but I hardly enjoyed it. I remember feeling so self-conscious about my big feet and projected my feelings onto the woman who was giving me a pedicure. I felt bad for her because she had to handle my homely feet, quite frankly. Anyway, on the back of the Sally Hansen Spa Sugar Scrub tube, it says:

“Treat your feet to a luxurious, moisture-rich blend of naturally exfoliating sugar crystals. Vitamins A, C, E, Pro-Vitamin B5, French Lavender, Olive, and Tea Tree oils. Quick results for baby-soft, revitalized skin.”

I know this sounds commercial corny but it’s all true. My feet felt pampered, the scrub smelled heavenly, and my feet were baby soft even, so much so that I’ve decided to adopt the scrub as part of my weekly regimen. Anyway, after a vigorous scrubbing with the pumice stone, I went on to the next step of stripping my thick calluses.