Filth Is Beauty
Recently a friend asked me my feelings on charcoal. That’s easy. Charcoal’s smell triggers cravings for hot dogs and watermelon and therefore is a lovely, lovely tease.
Apparently she meant charcoal as a beauty product.
I balked. Rubbing your body in charcoal? That seems as good an idea as bathing in mud. Which… while messy… and counterintuitive… happens to be a major luxury at spas worldwide. Interesting. Maybe gasoline fights really are next.
Ooh… except somehow that movie (Zoolander) came out in 2001… HOW IS THAT EVEN POSSIBLE. I feel old.
Serendipitously, charcoal touts anti-aging benefits! (I didn’t even PLAN that segue. I think charcoal just gets me.)
Anti-aging, teeth whitening, and pore clarifying, are all merits ascribed to charcoal. And I guess that makes sense. Charcoal operates like a magnet, luring out opposing ions and swathing itself in them so that when the charcoal is removed, the offending ions go out with it.
Charcoal is like nature’s Pied Piper. It plays it’s siren song and gets all the rats to leave the village, wherein siren song = adsorptive properties (yes, with a D), rats = grime/toxins, and village = your visage/body.
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