The Lag of the Jet

Not so bad! Although my skin feels like I would just like to scrape off the top layer. Travel makes me feel so grotty.

I started writing a whole long thing, and it sounded fairly psycho, so: maybe the jet lag is actually standard order, and I should just step away from the keyboard.

Yeah, definitely: I have already forgotten why my sister and I were talking about feet, and the conversation took place only an hour ago.

I was trying to remember the name of this, and I kept thinking ’emoji’. Which, in fairness, is not that hard to see. The Emjoi part of the MICRO Pedi is right there, waiting be confused with the little iPhone icon yokes out of Japan. It is really good, and I have to say that all that skin I scraped off, it’s pretty much stayed off? Which seems impossible? It may also be that I’m not wearing shoes that are not hard on my feet, which = not a’tall sexy, but what is less sexy than lizard feet?

‘Kay, think I may go take a nap.


Festive Feet: Pixy Pedi Gift Set

Ooh, what could this beeeeeeee?

It is a clever and cute giftie from Pixy, Ireland’s natural beauty brand. Based in Co Cork, they’ve made a splash — ha, ha — with their bath bombs and bath muffins, bringing not only jobs to the south, but also clever and beautiful products for the rest of us to try.

I love the bit of ivy! Well, you know, it’s not real, but everything else about this is. The foot scrub is loaded with cocoa butter, and the peppermint foot cream with… yeah, you can figure that on your own.

Adorbs! I’ve also gotten my hands on a Pixy Dream Gift Set, which includes one bomb, one muffin, a shower mousse that comes with one of those scrubby yokes, lip balm, body oil, and a slice of soap — the last being my fave of all things. I suspect it will last me a long, long time. Added bonus is that it makes the whole bath smell lovely, but doesn’t overwhelm.

There are loads more on their site at, and you could pretty much sort out all the female members of your family, and possible all your pals as well.

Shipping in Ireland is free for orders over €50!


Pixy Pedi: €16.95
Pixy Dream: €29.95

Feet are Gross

That’s just my opinion. Or maybe it’s just mine that are. No, actually, I think your feet are gross, too — sorry!

I have whatever is the opposite of a foot fetish. A foot revulsion. Since I was waxing lyrical on NY manis, I feel I have to talk about the pedis, too. God bless those ladies, the ladies who work on feet. I would rather dig a ditch than scrape nasty old dead skin off of someone’s heel.

Last March, I got a fish pedicure, on a Groupon thingie, and I sweartagod, my feet are still in fairly good nick almost one year later. Or maybe they are not, and since I am so grossed out by them, I haven’t looked too closely.

Allowing dead skin to build up all over again is just the nasty cherry on top of the disgusting sundae, so I bit the bullet and fired up the Emjoi Micro-Pedi. I have had all manner of scrapers at my disposal, from diamond files to things that looked like cheese graters, and I have been pleased by none of them. The little machine runs on 2 AA batteries, which power the roller <— which comes in a coarse, and an extra coarse grade. You can’t hurt yourself with it as it stops itself if it is held too close against the skin, like, you’re not going to scrape done to bone. It also claims to be easy to clean — the files are never easy to clean, the skin just piles up and piles up on the surface, and again: gross.

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