May 19
Have you disincrusted today?
Cats: odd things|While exfoliating with my Apricot Scrub the other day, I noticed the french word for exfoliant:
Desincrustant.
I never really thought of exfoliating as disincrusting.
But I supposed that’s what you are doing: removing that layer of crust that builds up on your face.
That is why the skin on your face seems so soft when you are finished. It has been unburdened of its crust.
Mmmmmm. Niiiiiice.
So people go ahead, and disincrust yourself today.
May 19th, 2009 at 10:51 am
(shudder)
Which begs the question, what did one do to get “incrusted” in the first place? Not to mention, doesn’t that kind of sound like a croissant gone old and wrong?
May 19th, 2009 at 12:42 pm
Ah, that’s why I love the French. They are so direct. Except in wartime.
May 19th, 2009 at 1:32 pm
BeckEye, I think you are confusing French with French Canadian. There is a long history of making sure that the translation on consumer products always means something different.
My hands won’t come clean. They are deeply dyed with earthy tannins and alder tar. I considered an exfoliant, but I need my foliant.
May 19th, 2009 at 3:11 pm
RE: Everest…. I read Into Thin Air and ever since have had a keen appreciation for what it takes to summit a mountain like that. This is Everest “season” and there are many teams trying to get up at the moment. Quite extraordinary that we can be part of it as it happens via Twitter of all things:)
May 19th, 2009 at 5:18 pm
Is there a product that will “de-crust” but reposition the “stuff” into the wrinkle grooves?
May 19th, 2009 at 5:22 pm
Why do I suddenly feel like a human beef wellington?
May 19th, 2009 at 6:24 pm
I did it yesterday.
May 26th, 2009 at 8:02 pm
Cormac, that’s exactly what I thought when I saw the word on the tube.
Becks, mmm, and their present leader is shifty too.
Dick, examples please
Shelagh, thank you so much for giving me those tweets. I too read that book this winter and ever since my imagination is captured.
May 26th, 2009 at 8:03 pm
YAM, invent it. You will be a millionaire
Barbara, aren’t we all just slabs of meat in various stages of decay?
Allison, and, are you feeling decrusted