“Let Me Smell Your Stuff”*

Subtitle “Too Inappropriate for Brookline”

Last night Sarah and I headed over to the Veronique Ballroom in Brookline for the “Best of Boston” party.

If you are not from Boston, you see we have this magazine – cleverly enough, it’s called Boston Magazine.

And each year they put out an issue where they name the Best in Boston – everything from restaurants to plastic surgeons, personal trainers to blow outs – you get the point. EVERYTHING.

So Boston Magazine celebrates with a party and invites some of the best to come and show off what makes them the best.

Well Sarah and I made our rounds (i.e. followed the woman who was passing champagne cocktails, yum) and fell head over heels in love with the good people over at Sabon, a spa on Newbury Street.

I don’t even want to tell you how much STUFF I bought (in my defense, most of it are gifts for OTHER people) – but if you have not been to Sabon and “washed your hands” – GO. Right this minute. You will be hooked too.

Basically it goes a little something like this: they wet your hands in a sink, give you a scoop of this magical Dead Sea salt scrub and you wash and rinse. Now I have used Dead Sea Salt Scrubs before and they have been good. Real good. But this stuff is literally MAGICAL. My hands felt unreal. I could not stop touching them all night.

The amazingness of this product combined with the delicious champagne cocktails (that just kept ending up in my hands!) led me to accost other people, make them go over to the Sabon booth and tell them their hands will feel softer than an ass. A BABY’S ASS.

Seriously, go wash your hands and buy this stuff.

* Sarah was the one who came up with the title of this entry. In fact, she may have yelled it at the good people from Sabon. We are so classy. I actually took some video of us last night post-event so that I could remember all of this stuff today. The video is hilarious, mostly us screaming completely inappropriate things and littered with curse words. Not only is it too inappropriate for Brookline, it is inappropriate for the whole of the internet. You can’t handle our sass.