Efficiency is awesome. Except when it is not.
For all of the girlie supplies I have in my bathroom (Bath and Body Works brand lotion & spray & soap, & cream & tirecleaner & etc, MAC Cosmetics, foot buffer, various loofah, you get it), I don't do nearly as much primping as my cabinet would lead you to believe. This is because I am above all that lazy. So, when I do primp, I do it with maximum efficiency. Like clipping my nails. While going potty. After nearly losing my clippers to the toilet bowl, I am striking this act of efficiency off the list of efficient things. It is such an appallingly stupid act of efficiency that I am putting it in the book of Appallingly Stupid Acts of Efficiency right below the entry for "My father - ironing shorts with shorts still on". His appallingly stupid act of efficiency landed him the ginormous burn right above his knee. I believe he wrote the book.
Next up, face cleaning. Apparently when Burt's Bees labels all their goodies "Not tested on animals", they mean "Not really tested at all and highly likely to cause severe burning if this product contains any form of alchohol". After washing my face, I applied Burt's Bees blemish fighter and immediately began to whimper like a kicked dog. As I sat on the edge of the sink waiting for the fire underneath my skin to subside, I realized I was angrier about something much larger.
Why am I still fighting acne at 25?
It's not bad. And I am sure it is fairly normal. I've got a couple small pimples here and there. I have never really had bad skin. But, like everything else in my life, my acne is spread out over an extended course of time for maximum annoyance. Where most people have vicious acne as a teenager and then sheer fucking porcelain skin as adults, I am convinced that I will be haunted by stray pimples well into my 80's.
I thought that clear skin would be among one of those many awesome things that would finally be bestowed upon me when I become an "adult". Things like a mortgage payment, a new car, and some sense of personal stability. I have errant acne, a ridiculously large Target bill, an 16-year-old BMW, and a sense of personal void.
You make me laugh out loud! I came to your blog by way of knitting for boozehags. I really liked your lelah w/straps. But now I have already added you to my favorites and plan to visit often. Thanks for a great read! I love Burts Bees stuff, but my face belongs to Proactiv. You should give it a try - they are online. I've struggled with less than perfect skin for years and this stuff really works (no pain either!)