going through the lotions
Jun 06, 2021
2 minutes
Growing up, hand cream mystified me. It seemed to be everywhere: cluttering supermarket aisles, spilling from handbags, crowding bathroom drawers and oozing between fingers. My mother is a hand cream lady. Vaseline Intensive Care is her yellow elixir of choice. She marinates in the stuff, just as her mother did – although Gran was a lily of the valley girl. My sister followed in
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