Long Story Short ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Lush Yesterday I went on a field trip to a scary, hilarious, melting place. I walked inside the shop after a pleasant walk, only to be smacked in the face with 100 degree heat and tables stacked with sad, unidentifiable multi-colored lumps. While there I was chastised for not fully appreciating the bowls of yogurt on ice, which were apparently facial masks. I touched a bar of soap and a melted, slimy, misshapen hunk came off in my hand. I pretended to look at a tiny bottle of ginger scent that cost $89 while I stood in front of an oscillating fan. Sweat literally poured off of my face, and my stomach hurt from laughing. I mopped my forehead over and over again with the conveniently provided sweat tissues. I attempted to hide from the pushy sales lady who said words like "schnuggle" and "buffy" with a serious face. I realized, sadly, that I am not a product whore. But oh my GOD, it was so worth the experience. 3:37 p.m. - 2006-06-21 -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
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