Every now and then, I stumble across something that I feel I must tell the world about. Yesterday was such a day, and so here I am. As with
Kutai Raw Chocolat and
Soya Body Bars, I simply must share it.
I made this discovery yesterday morning while browsing
Clearwater Mall. You know how it is at this time of year: the malls hire out
their extra spaces to stall-holders, who will try to sell all manner of
products to unsuspecting by-passers. One needs to maintain absolute focus when
passing these stalls, and work very hard at giving the appearance that you are
either too busy and important to stop, or that you are the grumpiest human on
the earth, and won’t take kindly to being disturbed. I’m usually very good at
the latter, having inherited a face from my father, which can look extremely
serious when I need it to.
So yesterday, I saw a stall that was obviously selling
beauty products of some kind, and I managed to skirt around the stall without being
noticed. Phew! Off I went to do my shopping and my browsing, which happened to
bring me full circle an hour later to the same spot. This time however, my head
was in the clouds, as it so often is, and I found myself staring at a
middle-aged man, who was receiving a facial at this beauty stall.
Come on, you would stare too, right? A middle-aged man,
having a facial? Before I knew it, it
was too late, and a salesman had descended on me like an eagle on a field mouse
with it’s head in the clouds.
“Excuse me,” he called out to me. “May I ask what you use
for your….?” I completely missed the last few words, but I suspected he was
asking after my skin. My skin hasn’t been in great condition of late – I blame
stress and hormones – so I was immediately feeling a little self-conscious. Anyway,
I stopped walking. I couldn’t lie to him and say that I don’t have the time for
this, and it was too late to apply my grumpiest-human-on-earth expression to
scare him off. Besides, I’ve always been a sucker for people with strange
accents, and this one sounded mildly French to me.
Darn my curiosity! Darn it, darn it, darn it!
Having asked the salesman to repeat himself, he asked, “What
do you use for your…?” Again with that last word… Legs? Did he ask me what I
use for my legs?? What on earth is he selling??? He definitely gestured to my
legs… Gosh, how do I tell him that I just use whatever lotion I’ve received for
Christmas this year? He’ll be mortified I’m sure…
“What do you use for your nails?” He repeated the question, this time taking hold of my hand
and inspecting my fingertips closely.
Oooooh, my nails. I don’t use use anything on my nails, not
a single thing. I’m very hard on my hands, so I don’t colour them, not even
with clear paint. For the most part, I use nail-clippers on them (How horrifying!)
but I have been trying to be more disciplined about using a nail file rather to
shape them properly. In all my life, I have had one French manicure, which
barely lasted me 24 hours before I chipped it all off. And I’ve had tips
applied twice, which both times ended in my nails nearly being buffered right
off my fingers when having the tips removed.
I could have rambled off at him with this whole history, but between my legs and my skin I was already
feeling like a bit of an ugly duckling, so I just told him I use nothing on my nails.
He asked for twenty seconds of my time, during which time he
began to demonstrate how his unique nail buffer block will transform my nails. Now I’ve
used nail buffer blocks before, but this gentleman informed me that his blocks
are ‘medicated’, and he even ventured to call it ‘a massage for your nails’. I
wasn’t quite sold on the idea, and was preparing to make my getaway. However,
having noted by my wedding ring that I am married, the salesman asked me how
old I am. Not in the least bit offended by this question, and still trying to
determine the origins of his accent, I blurted out only too gladly that I’m 27
years old. He looked me up and down, eyes huge, and told me that he thought I
was 18 years old.
I’ve often heard it said that flattery will get you
anywhere. I can hereby confirm that there is some truth in this statement. I
immediately felt only too glad to spend a few more moments with this wonderful stranger,
to allow him the time to finish his demonstration and, if he so chooses, throw
in another compliment or two.
Darn my vanity! Darn it, darn it, darn it!
In only a few moments, the gentleman had finished buffering
my one nail, and he urged me to compare it with my other nails. Woweeee, what a
difference! It was as though I’d received a full French manicure in under 30
seconds. So shiny. So pretty. So professional-looking. So shiny…
Must have nail buffer block.
Need it.
Must have it.
Must buy from man with strange accent.
What? Two-for-one special? Buy one, get one free?
Must buy from man with strange accent right now.
Two year guarantee on buffer block?
Must buy nooooooww.
The GRATiAE products, like
Kutai Raw Chocolat and
Soya Body bars, are organic products. The GRATiAE Beautifying Nail Kit, which is what I
purchased (and got one kit for free), contains the following:
- A nail file
- The GRATiAE Cuticle Therapy (cuticle oil)
- A GRATiAE buffer block (with a two year guarantee)
- The GRATiAE Hand and Nail cream (apply once a day, and smells absolutely divine!)
In the 2nd Century, a Roman Emperor by the name
Hadrian discovered a hidden thermal spring in the mountainous region near the
Sea of Galilee in Israel. He found that the spring’s water had rejuvenating
qualities, and so he named it after a Roman goddess, Gratiae, goddess of “The
Three Graces” – youth, beauty and charm.
Now, centuries later, theses springs are still being
utilized, and science has given us the tools to harness the qualities found in
these waters, as well as other resources from the Sea of Galilee. This is the origin
of GRATiAE – Israel. And, remarkably enough, the origin of Rave (pronounced
Rah-veh), the charming salesman whose accent I mistakenly thought was French. (way off there, sorry Rave)
GRATiAE not only provides nail care products, but also
organic skin care products (which, in light of my recently difficult skin, I
may just try out). One can read more about GRATiAE on their website:
www.gratiae.il. If you’d
like to find out more about the GRATiAE stores – in Menlyn and in Sandton – you
can send an enquiry to
info@nunaturals.co.za.
While it is such a pity that organic products tend to be
priced so much higher than other products, there is without a doubt something
superior about them. I can’t help but begin to realize that nature really does
know best, and to recognize that the Lord has placed so much goodness into this
earth, which we are only now learning how to use… and to protect.
Here’s to Orgaaaaaah-nic, fellow inhabitants of this earth –
you know how I love it!
