August. It is here. Humidity is alive and well. My naturally curly hair and I are in the process of a divorce. Sweat seeps from every pore. Oil refuses to budge from its comfy home on my face. The sun is having a blast using its rays of destruction to bake my sunscreen right into […]Read more "I Have Favorites"
If you can make it through an entire day without having enough oil on your face to fry chicken or shine your shoes with, I probably, not so secretly, hate you. I’ve got oil for days on this here face. The weather has changed and with that my oil production has risen to level “OMG! […]Read more "Quick Oil Slick"
I have used all of my magical expensive fancy potions and masks from the mystical land of Sephora. My face is still on the fritz. Maybe April is the month my skin has decided to throw its middle finger up at me just to show me love don’t live here anymore. Tonight, I made the […]Read more "Magic Isn’t Real: My Face Is Still On The Fritz"
My skin isn’t like our President: it hates the idea of change. The fluctuation in the climate and life have wreaked havoc upon my facial region. Oily skin with dry patches, pores you could stick your finger in, red blotches,big acne, little acne,cystic acne, a tiny hobbit and a lake of fire…who has this? Anyone? […]Read more "Sheet Masks and Yodeling Pores"