Finding My Zen With a Lovery Bath Bomb
I finally got around to trying a lovery bath bomb last night, and honestly, I should have done it sooner. After a week that felt like it was about three months long, my brain was fried and my muscles were staging a full-on protest. I'm usually the type of person who just hops in a quick shower and calls it a day, but something about the colorful packaging sitting on my vanity was calling my name. I figured, why not? If I'm going to be exhausted, I might as well be exhausted in a tub of warm, scented water. ...