I remember mornings, sitting in the kitchen, watching my mother apply Oil of Olay from a glass bottle. It was a ritual and still a calming memory for me. I distinctly remember the scent and when my skin became dry enough to need daily facial lotion in my 20′s, it is what I began using myself. I’m not sure when it became just Olay but I used that forever until one magical Sunday morning when I received samples with my newspaper for Continue reading
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