My boy is hygiene-obsessed. I adore this about him and want to feed the compulsion as much as possible. To that end, when he asked me to buy him some “cool shower soap like Dad’s” I jumped on the project with a passion fueled by many, many hours spent in gymnasiums filled with pre-teens and the various aromas they bring to the party.
I was excited about my little shopping excursion until I ran into a problem and here it is: something tells me it’s a bad idea to buy a 9-year old boy a soap – no matter how good it smells – called “Dark Temptation”. Because I don’t really want him to be darkly tempted or darkly tempting just yet. However, the other options run along the lines of “Horton Hears a Whoberry Cherry Bubblegumalicious” and I don’t want to buy that stuff either. Because it’s gross.
So I ask you: where is the middle ground between Willy Wonka and lounge singer? Where is the cool-young-guy smell? And for that matter, cool-young-guy clothes are pretty hard to find as well. I’ve tried to inspire my son-in-law to get busy and get famous so he can lend his name , likeness and excellent fashion sense to a line of tweener products that will solve all my problems. In the mean time, I’ll settle for the Axe soap in the Horton bottle.
Believing for a whole new level of gender equality,
P.S. Next week I’m gonna show you my awesome birthday gift which my totally good-smelling husband got for me and is arriving at my door on this very day, year of our Lord 2009 (the gift, not my husband…he’s already here). Yay, for early birthdays!