It’s my bathroom and I’ll spend £££ on shower gel if I want to!
My latest shower gel haulage from France
If you are a regular reader of my blog you’ll know that along with scrubs I also love shower gels. As a beauty enthusiast who is part of the wonderful beauty blogging community, I have never been ridiculed for my passion for body wash. However a few weeks ago I read an article by Daily Mail journalist David Derbyshire lamenting that ’8 out of 10 people wash themselves with gels costing up to £4 per bottle’ and ‘Tesco has 94 gel brands on sale, each with their own name, ingredients and unique smell’ – like this is a problem.
The full title of article is ‘The great shower gel con: It’s expensive, packed full of chemicals, wasteful…and no better than soap’. It’s an interesting read but I’ll just concentrate on the bit that annoyed me. So Mr. Derbyshire says:
‘Most sane people would struggle to come up with 94 different conventional fragrances for toiletries (I wouldn’t). But the clever people at Unilever and Cussons have got round that by persuading consumers that what they really want to smell like is food: thus we can wash ourselves with Chocolate and Mint shower gel, Milk and Honey shower creme, or Cranberry and Honey shower scrubs’.
He doesn’t acknowledge the pleasure that a lot of us get from using something other than soap. I am not one of those people that jumps out of bed to greet the day, I ooze out of bed after hitting the alarm several times. Choosing which shower gel/scrub to use is the highlight of my day. Some mornings I want my Lush Grass, other days I fancy something sweet from Bath & Body Works, or my Apricot and Basil shower gel from my new found French love Le Petit Marseillais.
I’ve not been conned – I have free will and if my shower gels and scrubs didn’t do anything for me then I wouldn’t buy them with the enthusiasm that I do. You could apply this ‘it’s no better than x’ logic to anything that has different price brackets: cars, houses, clothes, food, etc.
So Mr. Derbyshire if you want to wash yourself with a plain old bar of soap go right ahead – I’ll be in my shower admiring my stash!