My secret weapon is baking soda. It’s a great natural exfoliator; you can put it in the shower and scrub down your body, and you can even use it on your teeth.
Even professional, paid carers aren’t always models of saintly behaviour – and they know they can knock off at the end of their shift to go home, take an uninterrupted shower, and have a normal conversation with someone.
I’m the least vain person I know. I literally get out the shower, throw a brush through my hair, put jeans and a T-shirt on and head to the Tube and go to work most mornings. It takes seconds.
A little bit of sun does wonders! With good protection, of course. Vitamin D is just so good for your hair and your nails. I also love coconut water and coconut oil from Whole Foods. It’s amazing. You can cook with it, shower with it… you come out of the shower like a slippery seal, but it works.
I love the affection that people in Gujarat shower artists with.
I work late nights catching up on emails, and then, in the mornings, I just hop on my laptop right away. Then, every other day, I’ll hop into the shower! My husband is horrified that I don’t shower every day.
Whether we’re conscious of it or not, our work and personal lives are made up of daily rituals, including when we eat our meals, how we shower or groom, or how we approach our daily descent into the digital world of email communication.
I don’t sing in the shower, but my go to song to sing in the car: ‘Clouds to the left to me. Jokers to the right. Here I am.’ ‘Stuck in the Middle With You’ by Stealers Wheel.
In junior high P.E., I was way too shy to take a shower in front of the other kids. It was a horribly awkward time – body hair, odors… So I’d go from my sweaty shirt back into my regular clothes and have to continue the day.
I’m quite ritualistic about my preparation. I always shower before a show, even if I had one before leaving my flat.
After giving birth, I never brushed my hair, my teeth, or took a shower. I looked in the mirror one day and was really depressed.
So I had to just kind of go back to the hotel, take a shower, sit quiet, dig down deep, warm up, and allow myself to move into some kind of zone. And then I remembered that a lot of my favorite musical moments are not about perfection.
