Sexy Gel

The word “sexy” caught my eye from where I stood in the bathroom.

Is it possible that the name of Ken’s shower gel includes “sexy”?

Ken’s last few bottles were Old Spice, a brand he thought was pretty cool because of the commercials (“He’s on a horse!”), but for the past few weeks, and maybe even months, he had been using something out of a sleek, teal blue container. I had never bothered to look at it carefully before, but today I picked it up and sure enough, there it was: “Very Sexy: For Him.”

I cannot imagine that he 1. chose this abomination off a shelf that included a wider selection, and 2. carried it in his own hand to the register and paid for it, thereby admitting that he found Very Sexy to be the *best option that that particular establishment had to offer. I hoped there was a better explanation.

Being the modern girl that I am, which includes both impatience and a plethora of high-tech means to find the answer to any question I might have, I responded to Ken’s text of how much he loved me (it’s a lot, by the way) with an inquiry about his soap.

“I finally noticed the name of your shower gel,” I typed on the touch screen of my iphone. “Sexy something? I hope you were embarrassed making that purchase.”

(That is an appropriate response to the “One reason I love you” text that he sent me, right?)

Fortunately, I didn’t have to wait long for an answer. I haven’t waited for anything since 1990, and I certainly don’t want to start that up again. I won’t make you wait, either. Ken let me know that his mom bought the shower gel for him, but he is not sure if that is better or worse than purchasing it himself.