“Just For Men”, Just Not Mine
I remember when my hubby used “Just for Men” for the very first time. He seen a few grays in his mustache and goatee and thought it was the end of the world. He decided he wanted to give it a try. Well, we went and bought a box and when we got home, we read the instructions and thought, “ok, this sounds easy enough”. The contents consisted of a tube of color base, a tube of color developer and an application brush. You mix equal parts from each tube and when it’s mixed well, you apply it with the brush and leave it in for no longer than five minutes. Ok, that was simple. We brushed the cream into his mustache and goatee and he had the bright idea of applying some to his eyebrows. I know! I know! Bad idea, but we did it anyway. So five minutes was up and once again, he had a brilliant idea to wait a little longer to make sure the color takes. I asked him if he was sure and he said he was so we waited and he was still a little unsure, he felt it needed to be on a little longer. Oh my gosh!! Half a freaking hour later he decides, ok, that’s enough. He jumped in the shower to remove the excess and all of a sudden he’s yelling for me. I thought he might have fallen in the shower. He opens the door (ok, close your eyes and picture this) and the dye did not come off of the parts of skin in which some of the dye was applied. So he looks like a clown, oh my gosh, I was dying. He literally scrubbed his face so hard his face was bright red with big black eyebrows and a big black ring around his mouth. I stood there and watched him scrub and scrub and even I tried to scrub his face and it just wouldn’t come off. He had to call in sick because there was no way he was going to work looking like that. It took three whole days before it was all gone. I still laugh every time I think about it or see a Just for Men’s commercial. Now, he’s a pro. Lesson learned. Hahaha….