Sentences with phrase «as lotion when»

My legs feel so smooth and it doubles as lotion when my hands need moisturizing.

Not exact matches

When applied, my skin will feels soft, but it is still itchy, as if the lotions are not absorbing into skin, more like coating the surface.

Imagining myself as the type of adult who buys Nocciolata instead of Nutella feels like I'm moving up in the world, like when I started splurging on actual face cream instead of just using body lotion (ugh hashtag aging).

In the morning when my daughter gets ready for school, Weleda White Mallow Body Lotion has now become part of her morning routine as well.

I am in the process of making Christmas presents and if Valor really is divine, it would be wonderful to add to homemade lotions to give as gifts!I have also heard that Young Living's lemon is the only one currently that is safe for consumption when mixed with water.

I love the way you have written the information about breast milk lotion and when I try to write my own I just can't seem to put it together as eloquently as you did.

«According to EU regulations, cosmetics must be specially labelled when containing fragrance allergens in concentrations exceeding 0.001 % in stay - on products such as lotions and 0.01 % in rinse - off products such as shampoos,» says Rudbäck.

Scent is intimately tied to memory and I realized that my earliest memories were tied to particular scent: my great aunt's hand lotion that I would smell when she sang me to sleep, the smell of medicine I had to take as a baby, tempera paint from crafts my mom used to do with us when I was two years old, and so many others.

The consistency of this lotion is true to its name: whipped body butter — and as such, it does leave a thin layer of oil when applied.

When used in a topical form such as a lotion Vitamin C is very unstable and can oxidize very quickly.

For example, when browsing their line of Tone & Brighten products, you will find body lotions, as well as products that have been designed specifically for the face.

When applied thinly it will act as a quick absorbing foot lotion while applied more generously it will act as a long lasting emollient foot balm.

The texture is lightweight and feels slightly like a whipped lotion and even I was a bit taken - a-back when I first felt the texture because it wasn't as thick as I thought it would be or even as thick as my favorite Origins Drink Up mask.

During the summer, I always find myself questioning which lotion I should use, how to keep my skin refreshed, which perfume is delicate enough for daytime wear, and so on — because the last thing I want to do is attempt perfection when I know everything will melt away as the hot day drags on.

When testing them out, I started with the lotion because who doesn't want to «reduce the appearance of cellulite in as little as 7 days»!?

Worse than that stale premise, is the script's stilted dialogue, which frequently sounds unnatural such as when Sheeni asks Nick to put some suntan lotion on her back: with «Would you mind applying this to my exposed areas?»

They are safest when they are applied to the skin as a mist, spray or lotion rather than taken internally.

When flying from the United States, you will receive an amenity kit complete with luxury items provided by DAVI such as eye gel, eye mask, hand and face lotion, and more.

Who needs a plastic dispenser for lotion when you can have luxurious body butter bars that melt into the skin as you rub?

I especially love it when skin care products like these Floral Lotion Bars contain actual dried flowers or herbs, as this ensures a fresh scent and also an aesthetically pleasing appearance.

Outdoor Synthetic Wicker Baskets... are my last MUST HAVE, not only because they match the beverage tub but again the VERSATILITY of the piece, so I would use the Baskets as Chip Holders during my BBQ» z, Marshmallow holders for S'Mores, A Carryall when I'm out sunbathing with my teen, it can hold, suntan lotion, glasses, a good book, her ipod... Endless possibilities.

It went something like this: hotel check - in, locate room, locate wifi service, attempt connection to wifi, wonder why the connection is taking so long, try again, locate phone, call front desk, get told «the internet is broken for a while», decide to hot - spot the mobile phone because some emails really needed to be sent, go «la la la» about the roaming costs, locate iron, wonder why iron temperature dial just spins around and around, swear as iron spews water instead of steam, find reading glasses, curse middle - aged need for reading glasses, realise iron temperature dial is indecipherably in Chinese, decide ironing front of shirt is good enough when wearing jacket, order room service lunch, start shower, realise can't read impossible small toiletry bottle labels, damply retrieve glasses from near iron and successfully avoid shampooing hair with body lotion, change (into slightly damp shirt), retrieve glasses from shower, start teleconference, eat lunch, remember to mute phone, meet colleague in lobby at 1 pm, continue teleconference, get in taxi, endure 75 stop - start minutes to a inconveniently located client, watch unread emails climb over 150, continue to ignore roaming costs, regret tuna panini lunch choice as taxi warmth, stop - start juddering, jet - lag, guilt about unread emails and traffic fumes combine in a very unpleasant way, stumble out of over-warm taxi and almost catch hypothermia while trying to locate a very small client office in a very large anonymous business park, almost hug client with relief when they appear to escort us the last 50 metres, surprisingly have very positive client meeting (i.e. didn't throw up in the meeting), almost catch hypothermia again waiting for taxi which despite having two functioning GPS devices can't locate us on a main road, understand why as within 30 seconds we are almost rendered unconscious by the in - car exhaust fumes, discover that the taxi ride back to the CBD is even slower and more juddering at peak hour (and no, that was not a carbon monoxide induced hallucination), rescheduled the second client from 5 pm to 5.30, to 6 pm and finally 6.30 pm, killed time by drafting this guest blog (possibly carbon monoxide induced), watch unread emails climb higher, exit taxi and inhale relatively fresher air from kamikaze motor scooters, enter office and grumpily work with client until 9 pm, decline client's gracious offer of expensive dinner, noting it is already midnight my time, observe client fail to correctly set office alarm and endure high decibel «warning, warning» sounds that are clearly designed to send security rushing... soon... any second now... develop new form of nausea and headache from piercing, screeching, sounds - like - a-wailing-baby-please-please-make-it-stop-alarm, note the client is relishing the extra (free) time with us and is still talking about work, admire the client's ability to focus under extreme aural pressure, decide the client may be a little too work focussed, realise that I probably am too given I have just finished work at 9 pm... but then remember the 200 unread emails in my inbox and decide I can resolve that incongruency later (in a quieter space), become sure that there are only two possibilities — there are no security staff or they are deaf — while my colleague frantically tries to call someone who knows what to do, conclude after three calls that no - one does, and then finally someone finally does and... it stops.