So, my lovely son, Jacob was getting in the shower this morning and he tripped. Under normal circumstances it would not have been funny. Upon his tumble to the ceramic flooring, he noted " Mommy, you're product is EVERYWHERE! It made me trip!" (By the way, I didn't even realize that the word "product" was so profound until I joined the legions of beauty industry Fabulistas) The reality is that product is abound and alive in my bathroom...but there is a place that it goes to die.
On my amazing media tour this week, showcasing world renowned stylist Damien Carney and Joico Hair Care's new Style and Finish Collection, I stopped every so often to freshen up my makeup and lo and behold I found a secret that I'd never imagine.
There is a heaven for beauty products. They are buried, both literally and figuratively, in the women’s restrooms of major publishing houses. Not such great news if you rep the retired hand soap, lotion or hairspray of the month, but hey someone’s gotta test them out; why not Susan from accounting?
Fortunately for my ego, I saw none of my products lain to rest and several of them on the “to be considered” tables. Thank goodness for small blessings and rest in peace oh fair lotions and potions!
