A shower feels good. A person looks and feels infinitely better after taking a shower. My shower features new and delightful products I might not normally take a chance (a.k.a. spend) on; it is in fact chock-a-block with such items. My shower is the Disney World, the Fantasia, the acid trip of scrubs and conditioners and washes and shampoos and oils. A delight to the senses, most would agree.
And yet. If I don't have to go to work (say, there's a Martin Luther King, Jr. Day included in the weekend), getting myself to take a shower is next to impossible. "Damn," I think, "the people coming over are going to be kind of shocked at how grungy I am."
"I really look worse than usual, don't I?" I note when I chance by a mirror. Never mind the Library of Congress' worth of books advising women to doll themselves up for their husbands.
No, only if I am getting paid can I bring myself to make the effort. Is there a DSM-V designation for this particular pathology? A non-drug-related cure?
If I were a celeb I could mention how eco I was, not taking so many showers: "I really try to keep it to a minimum, you know, for the planet." But in real life, it's just not going to wash, is it?
—Jean Godfrey-June, beauty editor





















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