“Would you like some flavored water Miss?” asked the tall, blonde Sienna Miller look-alike at the hair salon the other day. Flavored water, how trendy, I thought. “Um, sure. What do you have?” “Cucumber, watermelon and lime!” she chirped. I went with cucumber. Within 20 seconds she returned with a tall, slender, dewy glass of…cucumber water. Now, I’ve never been a fan of “flavored” anything. I prefer water in its purest form. But the glass was pretty (and the straw was actually cute) so I went with it, begrudgingly.
I wanted to hate it. I wanted to smash the glass on the ground and demand for regular water. I wanted to stomp out of the salon with my fist in the air screaming, “NO ONE SHOULD BE FORCED TO LIVE LIKE THIS!!!!”
…..but I liked the water.
I LIKED AND LOVED THE WATER. I actually sucked it down and asked for more. And again. And once more. Cucumber water is gooooooood y’all.
And so simple. Like, DUH simple.
Slice up a dad-gum cucumber and stick it in water. The end.
DANG! Where have I been?