remember those vaguely offensive yeeeeeeeees! yeeeeeeeeesss! clairol advertisements?
well, anyway, this post isn't about them.
it's about how somebody, somewhere, decided to give the whole range of clairol hair products an extreme makeover. not that it's that big a deal, really, because i like the new scents they come up with, and the new shampoo bottles are more ergonomically friendly.
but why did whoever-they-are have to choose to do this when i'm in beijing? because along with being more ergonomically friendly, they also decided to stop printing pictures of the fruits and flowers whose extracts are contained in the shampoo on the bottles. and because it's beijing, duh and obviously, all the words printed on the bottles of shampoo are in chinese.
which meant that i spent, firstly, a good ten minutes, searching for the clairol section, and secondly, another fifteen or so minutes sniffing the contents of almost all the bottles of shampoo on display there.
the shampoo and the bottle it's in are still coloured more or less according to the older range, but i couldn't find the one i'm currently using (with matching conditioner), which is the grapefruit bright pink one. or maybe it's been re-released in a different colour. who knows? so now when i condition my hair, hopefully the smells won't clash. the bottle i finally bought smelt orangey - it was orange, after all - which is pretty close to grapefruit. you think?
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two days ago i was feeling a bit blue; on my way to the bakery i saw the weather-beaten middle-aged lady who runs a bicycle repair-come-parking service under a nearby overhead bridge reading the bible.
we're not into counting months, really we aren't, but since it was the second last 22nd of the month that we'll be apart, yesterday -
next door there's an old man who lived to his nineties
and one day passed away in his sleep
and his wife; she stayed for a couple of days
and passed away
i'm sorry, i know that's a strange way to tell you
that i know we belong
that i know
that i am
i am, i am
the luckiest - ben folds five, from the luckiest
but why did whoever-they-are have to choose to do this when i'm in beijing? because along with being more ergonomically friendly, they also decided to stop printing pictures of the fruits and flowers whose extracts are contained in the shampoo on the bottles. and because it's beijing, duh and obviously, all the words printed on the bottles of shampoo are in chinese.
which meant that i spent, firstly, a good ten minutes, searching for the clairol section, and secondly, another fifteen or so minutes sniffing the contents of almost all the bottles of shampoo on display there.
the shampoo and the bottle it's in are still coloured more or less according to the older range, but i couldn't find the one i'm currently using (with matching conditioner), which is the grapefruit bright pink one. or maybe it's been re-released in a different colour. who knows? so now when i condition my hair, hopefully the smells won't clash. the bottle i finally bought smelt orangey - it was orange, after all - which is pretty close to grapefruit. you think?
***
two days ago i was feeling a bit blue; on my way to the bakery i saw the weather-beaten middle-aged lady who runs a bicycle repair-come-parking service under a nearby overhead bridge reading the bible.
we're not into counting months, really we aren't, but since it was the second last 22nd of the month that we'll be apart, yesterday -
next door there's an old man who lived to his nineties
and one day passed away in his sleep
and his wife; she stayed for a couple of days
and passed away
i'm sorry, i know that's a strange way to tell you
that i know we belong
that i know
that i am
i am, i am
the luckiest - ben folds five, from the luckiest
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