It seems only fitting to share this post with you today, on the third day of 2016, because:
- I needed the first two days of the year for some me time.
- Spreading the word about Perfectly Posh is one of my New Year’s resolutions
- ThePoshChick.com is new, and I should tell you my Posh Story.
- I’ve got to share my ritual pic somewhere.Did you know that Perfectly Posh has a tradition for it’s Independent Consultants? I didn’t either, but it’s actually pretty awesome. In your starter kit, along with all the amazing Posh product, and the exclusive monthly product, you get The Ritual, my very favorite of the Posh masks. You’re supposed to take a picture in your pink Ritual mask, and send it to your upline, or share it with other Posh Consultants, along with why you joined the Perfectly Posh family. Although I joined in November, it took me a few weeks to try the mask, and it’s taken me until now to share my story.
Perfectly Posh actually made my life better. That’s crazy, right? I know it sounds cliche, but after you’ve suffered from excema in a tricky spot, you’ll know how amazing it feels to get better. Excema is one of those skin conditions that’s hard to fix. Mine was on the palm of my right hand (oh the jokes are too numerous!), and had been there since I was 9 years old. It was always in a state of gross flaking white, cracked, or almost cracked, and, of course, responded to stress — which is not great on any day that’s important at all– job interviews, day I got married/engaged, every day between engagement and wedding when people are looking at, shaking, and even photographing my frigging hand!
After my daughter was born, and I took on the stay-at-home-Mom role, the excema got worse. The constant exposure to water (washing dishes, child, bathtubs, laundry, floors, faces, various bodily fluids) was making what would have just been regular ole chapped hands into a very embarassing situation. As my daughter grew older, and more verbal, it even earned the moniker “boo-boo hand”. The intimacy between my daughter and I, the way she can so honestly sum up the problem with my skin, and my desire to show her how important it is to take care of ourselves, forced me down a long road of chemicals, cortizones, charcoals, and medicines. All of them worked for a few days, but then the results petered out, and back to the square one. When I found Perfectly Posh I had been wearing one fingerless glove all day, every day, for at least six months (it feels like years). People thought it was a fashion thing. I’d even started to believe it, and had amassed an impressive collection of finger-less gloves, and arm-warmer sleeves, in a rainbow of colors and textures. Let it be known that I was wearing sleeves years before the Star Wars movie came out.
Did I mention that my skin is super sensitive to soaps and lotions? Well, let’s just say that if you can buy it at the supermarket, it gives me a rash. When a friend began selling Posh, I decided to give it a shot. It claimed to be all natural, and my skin was certainly a litmus test. I was totally skeptical.
I ordered a chunk, and the Poshymallow coconut oil.
Two weeks later I bought my starter kit.
The truth is, I just wanted the products in the kit. I’d had no intention of actually trying to sell it. In direct sales lingo, that’s called “kitnapping”–and is not encouraged, but I didn’t care, the price was right, and the products had none of those hard to pronounce chemicals that irritated my skin.
Through the combination of The Healer Skin Stick, and SkinDelicious Fresh, Creamy Milk Body Butter the patch on my palm steadily improved, even past my usual two-week mark. I began to share it with other who have skin issues, or sensitivities to chemicals, but still not ready for The Ritual. It’s strange to admit, but I wanted to mean it when I used it.
Thanksgiving Weekend was a rough one. The ups, the downs, the blisters from walking all over NYC, the hangover from my anniversary evening….let’s say, I was happy to return home after it was all over. I was happy everyone else went to bed early too.
That’s when I put on the Ritual.
As I was putting it on, the aroma of berries (one of my favorite scents) filled my bathroom, and I felt myself relax. It was a welcome, but foreign sensation.
See, as a stay-at-home/ work-from-home Mother, I don’t get to relax much, if at all. I don’t get vacation days, weekends off, or sick days. My role is all about taking care of other people, and most of the time that doesn’t leave anything for me. My family is wonderful, but unless I’m suffering some kind of serious injury there’s no one taking care of me. It’s not a complaint. These are the choices I’ve made, and the ones I make every single day. I’m telling you this, because standing there with the Ritual drying on my face, it struck me why Perfectly Posh is so important…
So I got into the shower, and used my Poshymallow body wash…
I washed my face with Complexion Perfection…
I used Fresh, Creamy, Milk after my shower…
…and for those moments there was no to-do list; there were no arguments; no meals to make; to messes to clean-up; no clothes to iron; no endless hours on hold; no bills; no payments. There was just me, and my Posh. It was as if I’d gone on vacation. It was as if I’d slept for days. I simply felt better.
Not only is my excema almost gone, but for the first time in more than a decade, I can see the skin on my hand, and I’m confident enough to shake hands with anyone I meet.
I am a proud Perfectly Posh Independent Consultant on a mission to spread the Posh as far and wide as I can, because everyone deserves to be pampered. Posh will take care of those of us who take care of everyone else.