SThere are few certainties in this crazy world of ours, but there are some things you can always count on: the sun always rises, the moon is there, even when you can't see it, and the hands on the clock will keep moving, whether you want them to or not. Oh, and also: if you're watching television on a Saturday morning, you will most likely see a woman dump her foot shavings into a garbage can, thanks to the fine folks at PedEgg.The PedEgg is a home pedicure system that's designed to scrape rough, dead skin from the feet. It looks a bit like a marshmallow-lamprey hybrid and costs approximately $10. You can usually find the PedEgg at any drugstore, on the shelves next to other random "As Seen On TV!" products, like that weird razor sharpener that allows you, for some reason, to keep a disposable razor sharp for infinity and beyond. Let's just get this out of the way: the PedEgg commercial is gross. It is gross for a myriad of reasons, a major one being the aforementioned foot shavings scene, wherein our enthusiastic PedEgg users show how the product works by scraping its sharp, grated edge along their soles before opening the PedEgg to reveal the layers of dead skin they've just removed. This, I believe, is supposed to impress us, which it would, I'm sure, if we were looking at our own "OMG I can't believe all of this dead skin was on my foot" results in the privacy of our own homes. Seeing someone else's foot shavings pile while you're sitting on your couch, just trying to eat your waffles and relax on a Saturday morning, is quite different: Still, as gross as the PedEgg may appear on television, there's no denying that it's a popular product, with over 2 million PedEggs sold. As the economy tanks and people begin to cut back on luxury spending, I wouldn't be surprised if PedEgg's sales skyrocket over the next few months: now that sandal season is over, people might think twice about getting that $30 pedicure, opting instead to scrape their dead skin away by themselves in the comfort of their own homes, with a savings of $20 tucked in their pockets. Is sitting in the bathroom, rubbing your heels with a handheld cheese grater-esque contraption as glamorous as soaking your piggies in a hot spa at a nail salon? Maybe not. But it's a lot cheaper, and right now, that's what counts.
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