My brother and his wife have an amazing master suite, complete with an enourmous jetted tub and glass-door-encased separate shower. I like the combo. I am intimidated, however, by the glass door as it requires squeegeeing after use. I can’t quite seem to get the thing spotless. I fear I will never be asked to tend house again, since my glass squeegeeing skills are remiss.
At any rate, my brother and his wife are quite a bit taller than me so things that are at my eye level would not be at theirs. My sister-in-law is a licensed hair… ummmm… person. (I am lacking the politically correct term here. I know it isn’t “beautician” nor is it “barber.” Hair Cutter sounds just plain stupid and she does more than that. I have heard Hair Stylist, but she does more than that too so I will just go with Licensed Hair Person.) Therefore, she uses really cool, professional hair products. Their shower has three shelves in each corner opposite the entrance. Each shelf has a fancy hair product bottle – aside from the highest shelf which has my brother’s “man body wash.” Who knew!
