Brazilian model: not included
Lately I have developed a bit of a thing for bathing and pamper products. Being a very typical luxury loving Taurus, I have always been a bath addict, but over the last few months my bathroom is more and more resembling a spa.
Part of this is that the bathroom window is right by the outside passage, and I prefer not to have bright lights just in case my curtains aren’t as heavy as I like to believe they are. So I always have candlelight for my baths. Having lots of choices between divine Body Shop Pink Grapefruit Scrub, yummy bath washes in a stack of 6 different scents (ranging from Jasmine to Green Tea to Rooibos, all heavenly), Radox ‘Calming’ bubble bath (pink, naturally) or to-die-for ylang ylang bath oil… and then there are all the yummy lotions to put on afterwards.
Sigh… nothing can beat a kick-ass bubble bath, whether you’re stressed or already chilled, it’s a basic right as far as I’m concerned.
Viva la self-indulgence.
P.S. I came across the bubble boy in a seriously brilliant blog I found now now called Made in Brazil. Not only are there lots and lots and lots of beauuutiful Brazilian boys, there are also a few swimwear shmodels for the boys and a whole wack of other stuff. Man, I should have asked for a Brazilian house-boy for Christmas. Oh well, there’s always my birthday next year. 
