At the behest of PP fan, I reluctantly tried the pedi-egg which can be found either through a late night infomercial (a Sham-Wow comes as a bonus through a limited time offer) or at Target for 9.99.  In the interest of full disclosure I have to say that I was biased against this product from the beginning.  When I think of eggs I imagine Easter egg hunts or cute, fluffy baby chicks.   Instead when  you crack this baby open you get scraps of foot fungus and dried calluses, not  happy little jelly bellies.    The premise is that you rub the pedi-egg over your piggies and it is like an instant pedicure, minus the foot massage and the women talking about you in a language you can’t understand.    

Fortified by a little liquid courage, I sat down and opened the package.   In addition to the afore-mentioned issues, holding this thing in my hand I felt a little strange.  I honestly felt like maybe it should have batteries and be sold in one of those stores you have to be 18 to enter.    I closed my eyes and rubbed it on my foot while desperately hoping that no one would come in the bathroom and discover my dirty little secret.  After a few cautious rubs, I applied the egg more diligently.  After a few minutes closeted with the egg, I felt ashamed, embarrassed and not much smoother.   Overall, not a satisfying experience. 

Rating: .5 Carats.  I’ll leave the feet to the professionals.