Beauty review by Morgan Day Cecil:

Somebody please inform my next fiance that he better be independently wealthy, because I’ve had it with working for a living!

Just kidding. I am already happily engaged to a man who need me to keep my 9-5, but this evening, making the long commute home, I burst into tears. I missed my son, I missed my freedom. I despised the best hours of the day being spent in an office. And, it is only the second day of my second week at my new job.  This is not a good sign. I need to find a way to cope…

What is a girl to do to survive the work-week?

The only thing she can do: Reach for a bath bomb and draw herself a nice hot bath. In times like these, there may not be problem solving, but there can be problem soothing.

When the world makes you feel like just another good for nothing rodent in the rat race, do something that reminds you how simply marvelous and worthy you are.

Soaking in a claw foot tub, filled to the brim with steamy hot water and all the luxuroius oils and minerals of a bath ball, I reclaimed my sanity and love for life. The Australian Pink Clay of the Beau Bain White Tea & Ginger Bath Bomb turned the water the color of blush-colored rose petals and it made my skin feel just as soft. Each Beau Bain bath bomb is made with Vitamin E, Shea Butter and delicious oils of Grape Seed, Sweet Almond, Coconut, Macadamia Nut, Avocado, and Olive, so you can believe your skin will feel incredible.

By the time I stepped out of the tub and into my robe, my skin felt like it received the most loving and moisturizing treatment ever. 20 minutest of soaking while the fiance washed the dinner dishes and played with my son Lucca, restored my strength to face another day of work tomorrow. I may not be marrying a man of “Independent Means” but I trust he loves me enough to grant me a few simple requests…

At the top of my list is regular gifts of Beau Bain Bath Bombs, and the time of sweet, child-free solitude to luxuriate and enjoy them. I suggest you make similar requests of your significant other or of yourself. Regularly treating yourself like a Queen or a goddess is not an indulgence in this modern world…it’s a necessity for survival.