Y'all may have noticed a new little button down there on my sidebar, the one that says I moonlight at Chic Critique. Well, this coming Friday's the day I put my money where my mouth is and offer up my first post over there. I'm really looking forward to working with Jo-Lynne, or dcrmom, who created this clever, vital new blog back at the beginning of the year and with her side-kick June has been delivering a nearly daily dose of helpful beauty product reviews for the modern woman ever since.
(But at least in my case, they won't necessarily be BY the modern woman, because who am I kidding? I'm about as modern as as a Toni® home perm on pink plastic rods.)
Still, I believe I'm at least moderately qualified for the particular genre of beauty products I'll be examining each Friday. Those of the less expensive drug-store variety.
My affinity for all things drug-store bath-body-and-beauty aisle began back when my Grandmama FriedOkra used to cart my big sister, our two girl cousins and me down to Lynch's Drug Store in the Big Blue Bonneville blasting "Spinnin' Wheel" by Blood Sweat & Tears, and let us spend up all her money on Sally Hansen's opalescent purple nail polish and Rose Milk™ Skin Care Cream. All four of us girls also used to have a fairly good time mixing up batches of a concoction we called "The Cure" in Grandmama's big green bathroom out of Noxema®, Johnson's® Baby Powder and Scope™, with a little AquaVelva™ thrown in for good measure. This activity was actually sanctioned and yes, in retrospect, I do recognize that my Grandmama was a saint. Or maybe she just got tired of putting pincurl after pincurl into our naturally stick-straight hair and needed a foolproof way to divert us so she could watch Hee-Haw in peace.
Later in life while other kids were outside playing kick-the-can and building tree-forts, I busied myself designing and creating bottles and labels for my own line of shampoos and conditioners under the brand name Mother Earth's Delights and coercing my BFFs to be the glamorous hair models in carefully-scripted, meticulously-directed television advertisements shot on color slides for my 6th grade photography project.
Sadly, the entire M.E.D product line went the way of Body on Tap, Gee Your Hair Smells Terrific and Short-n-Sassy. But my own early failures in this arena haven't put a damper on my constant obsession with trying out new, inexpensive products that promise to take off the years, impart body and shine, or give me a dazzling white smile. You've heard that a sucker's born every day? Well, I've got September 20, nineteen-sixty-sump'm covered.
But after 30-something years of spraying, slathering, smoothing and sudsing, I've actually found some winners, and on Fridays at Chic Critique it'll be my mission to help you navigate your drug-store's (and grocery store's and all-in-one store's) bath, body and beauty aisles and come home with a few great, relatively inexpensive products that actually work.
I hope to see ya'll there Friday for my grand debut (although you COULD go now and read up on some other products while subscribing in your reader of choice)! I'm going to review a very good and very inexpensive all-natural facial cleanser that I found at a most expected place.
And you wouldn't want to miss THAT, now would you?