Sentences with phrase «body lotion when»

I'll also add a few drops to my body lotion when I need extra hydration too.

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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.

It may be just me, but she always seems to smile even wider when I use the Angel Baby Shampoo and Body Wash and finish off with the Angel Baby Lotion and Angel Baby Oil after her bath.

Meanwhile, sources said that Travis, 25, abandoned three suitcases at The Plaza when she left the country, and that the bags held more than 70 items, including vibrators, condoms, body lotion, jewelry, clothing, shoes, a laptop computer and at least two cellphones.

Though many of my recipes are solid (like lotion bars) or body - butters, this one is a liquid oil, which makes it easier to use when on the go.

I combine body lotion (I use EO) and magnesium oil, because it doesn't have the itchy / salty feeling when mixed.

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.

So I quickly began changing what I purchased at the store when it came to toothpaste, body wash, soap, shampoo, lotion, laundry products, and even dishwashing soap.

A bit of cetyl alcohol adds some thickness and body without the lotion getting a bit spongy (which can happen when you use lots of cocoa butter).

When you read the list of ingredients on the label, most store - bought body lotions read like more like a chemical chart than a way to keep your skin soft and smooth.

Melaleuca Oil helps Soignee MSM Hand and Body Lotion deliver a mild analgesic action when applied to sore or aching joints.

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 you're finished, wash your hair with a gentle shampoo (or even better, one made just for swimmers) and rinse the chlorine off your skin before you put on body lotion.

When I was little, stocking stuffers would include practical gifts like face wash and body lotion, delicious treats like chocolate and turkey jerky (my favorite snack, haha!)

When it's time to relax, indulge yourself with this line of Be Indulged Body Products that includes washes, lotions, and gels for a sweet $ 5 each.

When I find a product that works; from shampoo, conditioner, body wash, and lotion; I stick with it.

In the morning I always use a cheap body lotion and when I go to sleep I use cool cream on my arms and legs.

But when they offer to send me this body lotion for a review, I wasn't sure what to expect.

It is recommended that pet owners use one tablespoon of lotion or cream for each body area treated and should be reapplied every four to six hours during midday hours when the sun rays are strongest.

Fill these leak - proof squeezable silicone bottles with your favorite shampoo, conditioner, lotion, body wash, or whatever makes you feel at home when you're on the road.

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

Remember the good old days when people used to slather their bodies with suntan lotion and sit out in the sun?

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.