One of the downsides of the gloriously cold and sunny Ontario days is having the heat on all winter. This results in dry skin. Today Varun and I were discussing this and I suggested he put on some moisturizer. Somewhere in the back of my mind I realized he wouldn’t know where it was (next to the bed), but the phone rang and I quickly forgot the conversation.
Later, I saw Varun come out of the bathroom rubbing something in and figured he must have used my facial moisturizer. Oh well. But, when I went into the bathroom to brush my teeth, I burst out laughing.
Let me explain. My complexion is on the pale end of the spectrum; as evidenced by the concealer I use, which is entitled “ivory”. So, naturally, after about 4 months of winter and no sun, strangers wonder if maybe I glow in the dark. So a few winters ago I bought a tube of bronzing moisturizer with soy and other lovely natural things which are meant to give one a sun-kissed glow in the dead of winter. (Not something I expected to share, but here we are). And sometimes I use it. In fact, it was on the bathroom counter because my sun-kissed glow is, well, neither sun-kissed nor glowing and could use a bronzing.
Anyway, so tonight, I walk into the bathroom, grab my toothbrush and see the bronzing moisturizer uncapped, lying very prominently and not where I left it.
To be honest, I’m debating whether I should tell Varun. It would be quite funny to watch him grow gradually to be more and more tan. But I could never do that! I’m his wife: I’d look even paler!!