WARNING: This blog may contain evidence that I pamper myself.

I like when strangers touch me. Not just any stranger but the ones who paint my nails. If you're a frequenter of manicures than you know how utterly delightful it is when it comes time for the rubbing of the lotion in the palms prior to the painting of the nails. It's like you had no idea your poor little hands needed a good rub and then there you are with your lotioned hands getting shiatsu-ed, in absolute heaven.

Have you ever been fortunate enough to get a neck rub while your nails dry? That is the true treat. I've often noticed, for reasons that concern me, that this massage always feels better than when someone you know and love attempts a similar deed. The thing is, I really don't think it's about skill level, it's all about the foreign hands. That being said, no one I know and love should refrain from the much appreciated and thoroughly enjoyed massages that I am lucky enough to receive.