Not Just For Grandmas

Every time I've seen the line of hand creams by Camille Beckman, I've been at a Hallmark store and a bunch of old ladies have been crowded around, dipping their fingers into the testing jars.  So, for that very fact, I have always strayed away from the little jars with the flowers on top.  Then, this past weekend I was in this tiny boutique shop where I came upon the entire Camille Beckman line displayed before me… with fresh testers and no elderly in sight.  So, I decided I had to dive in and check them out.  Most of the fragrances are floral (which I’m not a fan of), but I have to say I fell in love with the French Vanilla.  The stuff is amazing and I can see why people push and shove to get their hands on it.  French Vanilla smells like a fresh baked cake and the scent lingers for hours.  The cream is extremely moisturizing and a little goes a very long way.  While it doesn’t sink in immediately, it doesn’t really matter because you’ll love just inhaling the vanilla for a while longer.  It’s technically a hand cream, as the label states, but it’s definitely thick enough to use on the body.  I covered my elbows and feet with the stuff and it works like a charm.  While I still find the packaging a little on the old lady side, I’ll admit I’m a new fan.  I’m not saying I’ll be shoving the elderly to get to the lotion, but I will make sure I always have a pot of the stuff in my bag.