When I asked the Mercer Hotel for an organic liquid handsoap (Soap dish scum is a yucky for The Hygiene Hunter) they brought me this. Dr. Bronner's Magic Soap! Castile based and boasts of 18 different uses. In addition to your hands you can wash your car, your pet and your mind. The liquid miracle also comes with a sermon on the bottle. Surely, that must count as attending Mass.
After your sink sparkles, make an appearance at a 'new' old restaurant in the West Village called the Lion. http://www.nytimes.com/2010/05/20/nyregion/20nostalgia.html?nl=nyregion&emc=ura3 Looks promising, but will it pass the inspection? Bring Dr. Bonner just in case.
Three verifiable things about me. One. I am an only child. The concept of sharing, therefore, is foreign to me. Two. I am a Virgo. The sign regarded as a perfectionist. Three. My mother raised me to be meticulously clean; compulsively tidy. According to my mother, "You have taken this clean thing way too far." I disagree. Apologies to my mother.
Nature or nurture? Who knows? Who cares? I have not been diagnosed with Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. Nor would I label myself a Cleanaholic. Or a Germaphobe. My world though, is definitely a unique place. One where doors open magically. Hotel mattresses are pristine. And estheticians never double dip.
I live in this world without a bubble or a honeycomb mask. About 15 years ago I got tired of catching the flu du jour and became ever more so hygienically vigilant -- perhaps obsessively so.
After your sink sparkles, make an appearance at a 'new' old restaurant in the West Village called the Lion. http://www.nytimes.com/2010/05/20/nyregion/20nostalgia.html?nl=nyregion&emc=ura3
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