Ok I live in Miami and yet — I am a) paler than pale and b) woefully inattentive to my body, at least the surface of it. Funny story — I am now doing weekly hot yoga at Mimi’s Yoga in Wynwood. A couple weeks ago, while doing G-knows-what (these classes are a sweaty blur of trying not to fall while remembering which is my right vs. left leg), I glanced in the mirror and was like “holy sh*t — this stuff is really working!” Only — I was seeing someone else, also in black kneecap leggings. Sigh.
But … LAST week I saw someone I did not confuse with me, because not only was she fit as a fiddle, and clad in a matching gray set, she was also, I believe, OILED. This was not sweat. This was a true, intentional “glisten.” And no, I wasn’t like “I hate her” — I was like “mad respect, Glisten Girl.” Because I may not be willing to attempt a headstand or reverse the hands of time, but couldn’t I, conceivably, attempt to use just 1/14th of the number of potions I put on my face … on my body? To follow, current potion of choice. And more treats to put on + in your bod. Banish the loathe. Let’s give this baby some love.
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