But there is a dark side.
For instance:
I got caught up in the whole, "Make shit at home and save thousands of dollars each year!" craze. Laundry soap (but I couldn't get the kids to grate bars of soap, so that one was a fail), jar labels for bulk items (I got too fancy and they faded from the sunshine coming through the kitchen window---stupid sunshine), copycat handsoap (I got the measurements wrong and there was a microwave catastrophe that my husband can't seem to LET GO).
So everyone was concerned when I said that I wanted to make my own shaving cream. But, I was out, and the man stuff is too minty for my delicate ladyparts. And, I had a shelf full of extra toiletries that had failed me in one way or another. So off to the pantry I went.
I found this pin:
Basically, you add a bunch of stuff like lotion, conditioner, soap, and oil to an old container. I'm sure there are specific measurements, but really, it's just a way to get goop on my legs so that I can shave months' worth of hair from them---does it really matter?
And I didn't have baby oil, because it is an EVIL petrochemical, so I used some grapeseed oil from when I tried to make salt scrubs last year. The grapeseed oil smells very salad-y. But it's for shaving my legs, and it was being mixed with 5 other scent-y things, so whatev.
BUT THEY FORGOT THE LAST STEP.
The last step would be "Label it, so when your 8-year-old uses your shower because the teenage made their gross, she will know it is NOT CONDITIONER".
Instead, Princess came out, and I remarked, did you brush your hair out---as I ran my fingers through it, pulling tangles apart.
She said, "Yeah, but it was crappy conditioner. It smells like salad. And it doesn't work very well".
Now, Princess has a history of having issues with hair product. The last time she really read a bottle label, she came running out of the shower, concerned about whether she should be using product for "fine" or "coarse" hair. I assured her it was all marketing, and it was all pretty much the same. So her hair product discrimination skills are low.
I leaned in, took a whiff. It smelled suspiciously like a mess of competing fruity scents, with an undercurrent of salad. Very MUCH like my homemade shaving cream.
Fuck you, Pinterest.
