75 degree weather in February. We've finally gotten our first taste of spring y'all, which means for many humans, sun's out guns out. And if you go against cultural standards of beauty, who cares that your skin is maybe flaky, dried up like dinosaur scales, and hasn't seen the light of day in months? Seriously. Anyway, it turns out dry flaky skin while aesthetically tolerable (hiding under layers of clothing helps), feels pretty uncomfortable, especially on the three days of the week where I wear hospital-laundered scrubs that feel more like parchment or a burlap sack. Ain't nobody got time for 12 hours of that skin irritation, so these days I've been trying to exfoliate regularly and moisturize daily like I'm gearing up for battle. Hence this beautiful sugar scrub!