So Summer’s Eve runs an ad in Woman’s Day offering women eight steps to take when asking for a raise and all hell breaks loose. Why? Because the first step is to make sure you use Summer’s Eve Feminine Wash before you make the request.
Oh yes, people. We can’t talk about “down there.” On no. That area is strictly taboo. It’s OK to tell people to take a shower, use good soap, style your hair properly, wear the right jewelery, be sure your skirt isn’t too short, your heels too high, your cleavage overexposed. To be sure your shoes are properly polished, your deodorant appropriately scented, your posture professional, your handshake firm and your breath as fresh as a rose.
But to inform a woman, who may very well need what a feminine wash can provide, she might want to consider making sure THAT area is as fresh as all her others is a travesty. A blight against women. A disgrace. And an objectification of the entire female species as nothing more than a sweet smelling receptacle for the urgency of men.
Hey, did you expect anything other than a contrarian point of view from us?
