Friday, September 27, 2013

I washed my hair with hand lotion


Elegance isn't always user friendly. And of course, elegance is in the eye of the beholder.

I am staying at a pretty, comfortable boutique hotel which bills itself as "hotel and spa." For short stays like this I pack light, and rely on hotel-provided amenities like shampoo and conditioner.

Like many hotels this one provides the wee, sample-size bottles, and in keeping with its branding, this hotel's samples are designed to be "elegant."

The bottles are labelled in a skin-care regime jargon further embellished by their translation into a kind of faux French. So instead of calling something shampoo, they call it "hair purifier."


And the labels are printed in a kind of lower-case pale ochre brown, in the teensiest-tiniest font. Stepping into the shower in the morning, I blinked and squinted at the array of three frosted plastic bottles and had no idea what to wash my hair with. I simply couldn't read them without my glasses. So I guessed.

It turned out to be "velours pour le corps" - lotion.

How's your day going?

6 comments:

Gilly said...

What did it do to your hair??? I've washed mine in shower gel, which probably didn't do it much harm, and at least it lathered!

These things should be labelled with the vision-challenged in mind!

Cassi Renee said...

I'll bet you have the most moisturized hair!

Karen (formerly kcinnova) said...

Was it silky smooth?
I once shampooed with conditioner, followed by... conditioner.
My hair looked awfully greasy by the end of the evening, which just so happened to be my 10th high school reunion. No one said a thing... not sure if that is good or bad! Hope your outcome is better!

smalltownme said...

I often grab the conditioner by mistake.

ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said...

Everybody hoards those little bottles to take home.

The fancier, the better!
~

Carmi Levy said...

Ooh, I think we've all been there at one time or another: those hotel mini-bottles are so hard to read, especially after I've wandered off a plane after an ungodly long flight and found my way across a strange city where no one seems to understand me.

The last thing I can realistically do at that point is read the shampoo bottle through water-filled eyes :)