Sinks to wash your feet, in preparation for the pedicure (although if you ask Julie, I think she would replace pedicure with torture)
The fish loved my feet, a little too much. It was creeping me out.
There was a lot less love for Maria's feet. Even when I took mine out, so they would go to her's, some of them would still stay by my side, waiting with their mouths open for me to put my feet back in.
Maria enjoying her tea during Kelly and Julie's turn. Benny is in the background playing dead.
The fish also really loved Kelly's feet. Maria suggested a foot-off, which would've been really interesting but one doctor fish experience is enough for me.
Dr. Fish verdict: I think to notice a real difference in your feet, you'd have to spend a lot more than just 15 minutes in the tub. It was super cheap (2 bucks) and my feet felt a little softer, but I think a regular old pedicure gives better results. Regular pedicures are also more relaxing. I was feeling anxious the whole time my feet were in the tub.
BTW, bonus points to anyone who can name the punk rock band that inspired my blog post title. Brings me back to 8th grade.
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