Many of you will remember my escapades in Israel in July.
Before I left Spain my local friend Hilda asked, begged, ordered me to bring back some Dead Sea mud for her beautification. How could I say no ?
David & Hilda’s lovely home in Spain.
Many months passed. David, her husband, wrote a few posts …..
…… but nothing from Hilda concerning her mud treatment.
Last night and today my Inbox filled with emails and photos of of her beauty treatment.
This is how Hilda normally looks with David and Manny (a teddy-bear blogger from California) …….
……. and in her kitchen.
Sit down, for this is what happened in her own words.
I have finally got to use the mud spa treatment that you kindly brought for me on your recent holiday, so i thought I’d share the experience with you as I suspect you may use it for your next blog !
Around 6 pm i set about the task. I read the instructions only to find that it was not to be used on your face. Recently however a friend of mine gave me a gift of a Estee lauder face treatment, so I decided I would use this for my face and the mud spa for my body.
I made sure that our bedroom was nice and warm, closed the shutters and having put the mask on my face opened the packet of mud. What a mess if only I’d known i would have gone and hid in the garden somewhere. I spread it all over ( I’ve deleted that photo that David took), and when I looked around the bathroom it was splattered everywhere. Our tiles are mosaic with white grouting.
To cut a long story short I left it on my body for 20 minutes and washed it off. The shower tray looked like the road in our village following the flood…silt !
I then consequently spent over and hour scrubbing. Towels are in the washing machine as is the shower curtain, face cloth.
My hands smell of bleach from scrubbing…was it worth it………well my skin does feel nice and soft I have to say.
I’m now going to pour myself a glass of wine and relax ! 2.5 hours later !!
I’m sure if you do a blog you can adapt my version of this. I’ll send the photo’s individually, there is three.
Hope all goes well tomorrow
Well I am reminded of what happened last night !
On waking up this morning i find i have black underneath my finger nails, and there’s still mud debris in the white grouting in the bathroom. Lumps of mud also on the shiny chrome towel radiator, and the cream walls
Oh and to top it all, you know that we have no door to our en-suite, just an arch way leading through, well my nice crisp clean bed linen has mud splatters all over…another wash load !
Was it worth it ???????????
Think my day will be spent wearing rubber gloves, a bottle of bleach and scrubbing brush in hand. Oh and washing and ironing. Hope your day is better than mine !
Was it worth it !!!!!!!!!
Hope your appt went ok at the hospital
Ralph – I forgot to add that three bathrooms were used in the process !
Ralph xox ❤
So funny ! Thank you Hilda for letting me use your story here ❤
There are no Google Search pictures in this post. So sue me ! Which one of you is called Sue ?
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