Unexfoliated Theology
Unexfoliated Theology
jumbled thoughts on idealism and personal theology
My Friday night shower is an event.
Don’t get me wrong, I shower every day and wash my body (including my legs) ev-errrr-y day. But Friday night is an event. I bring out my Korean scrubbing mitt, African black soap, naturium glycolic body wash, face wash, face exfoliant, and deep conditioner. I use the items in that order and put my hair in a protective style. Once I’m out, I go through my face care routine and end the event by turning my whole body into a glazed donut with CeraVe Healing Ointment.
It is a heavenly skincare routine that leaves me feeling ever so soft and able to decompress and distance myself from the worries of the work week. I’ve scrubbed it off my skin in hopes that it has been exfoliated from my soul as well. All that is left is me smooth, bare, and soft-skinned and soft-hearted.
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