You just never know what you are going to get in the ladies restroom. This past weekend I walked in to see a neatly laid line of crisp white powder gleaming on the edge of the sink. Clearly thinking that the 80’s were back and someone was clearly not vigilant, I licked my finger and tasted what I thought was going to numb my tongue and dull my senses but rather I was pleasantly struck with the sweet gritty flavor of Similac baby formula.
Although I’ve spent hours in the ladies restroom – I am still amazed by the excitement that takes place in there. Anyone who thinks that the restroom is only for peeing and washing one’s hands has only been in one before 10 p.m. Because late into the night the bathroom becomes its own entity where hair-styling tips are exchanged, facebook friends are made, and elaborate secrets are spilled. It is where girls go to share the excitement of kissing the boy they’ve lusted after for weeks and it is where girls go to cry the first time they see their ex out with someone else.
The smell of the air is intoxicating with a myriad of perfumes and a haze created by an overabundance of aerosol hairspray. One girl is always sitting in the only resting spot in the powder room, dishing out advice diligently as she listens to the eager chitchat of her friends and strangers. The mirror spews the reflection of women fighting for its attention as they fix out-of-place hairs and pat their lipstick, all the meanwhile running a constant commentary on the guidance being spat out by the advice goddess. And it is much ado about nothing because within moments the space will be empty, hairs will be out of place, lipstick will be smeared, and friendships will be broken. But no women can ever forget the magic of being in the moment in a busy ladies restroom.
Mirror Mirror on the Wall
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