Friday, December 07, 2007

Aint Life Tough...





Take a close look at the blissed-out eyes peering out through the froth of bath foam.
Mmmmmmmmm, can you smell the fragrant foam as it sensuously massages your warm skin, can you feel the steam rising gently through your hair, can you hear the tinkling pop and rustle of millions of incandenscent bubbles as they brush against your thighs, sense how your facial skin is relaxing and revitalising under the caresses of the fruity herbal mask....







....actually this isn't me.
It's my Mum, who should be in ecstasy encased in a luxurious bubble bath tonight but is actually convulsed by giggles at the whole experience. I thought it would be a nice relaxing start to the weekend for her, and since hubby has obligingly headed off to the Chanel counter at Isetan in preparation for our early Xmas celebration tomorrow, it seemed the perfect chance to let her indulge a little.
I'd give her a glass of wine but apparently there's no room left behind all that foam. In fact, she just yelled out that she "can't even find her bits under all this foam". What a life.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

When I arrive I would want to spend a whole weekend like that, with port and cheese please.