Seven clues for the clueless:
1. Your face feels lumpy and rough, and you can't stop yourself from scratching off the dead skin.
2. When you scratch your face, you are fascinated with the hard, clear, orange bits that you dig out from your skin. You flick and prod them with your fingernails to see how hard they really are.
3. You try on a drop-dead gorgeous dress that accentuates what womanly curves you have and all you can see are the multiplying spots on your face.
4. You leave the changing the room and buy the dress, but all you can think is about getting your hands on some concealer.
5. You let the saleswoman persuade you into buying both concealer and foundation: the first make up you've ever owned in your life.
6. You fall in love with the magic of concealer that very night.
And the clincher,
7. The next day, after the euphoria of compliments that go to the head, you get accousted by a fast-talking salesgirl who wants you to go for a facial `for your own good'. All twenty remarks about your face is prefaced with: "Please don't get angry, ah" and a friendly touch on your arm.
Monday, June 26, 2006
Zit explosion
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2 comments:
Please don't get angry, ah... but what are those scary sounding hard, clear orange bits that you dug out from your skin????
Haha! I'm not answering your question. ;) You'll have to google it yourself because I don't actually know what they are.
I would post a pic but that will require a bit of luck and more digging (which Ms polite facial girl told me is very bad to do), and besides, it may ruin your appetite for your carton of snacks. :)
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