Leo Dimilo
Tonya Lachey
Dianna GAesop: OUT, DAMNED SPOTS! ! ! ! !
April 23rd 2006 08:35
WOKE UP SCREAMING......into the mirror.
As a female in the midst of my early-twenties, fate has ruthlessly bestowed unto me the hormonal imbalance that causes breakouts; rendering my appearance strikingly similar to that of a leper. Naturally, I exaggerate, but the trauma lingers on.
Immediately, I efficiently utilized my work hours for extensive research on blemish busting, only to discover that there is no cure for acne. I am horrified and dejected, as this implies a need for a complete body detox and hormonal rebalancing. My research indicates my woes originate from the inefficient function of the liver, crippled by alcohol consumption and a neglectful diet. Interestingly, the liver not only detoxes one's body, but also helped regulate one's hormones. Your skin freaks out when your liver is not happy. They're buddies, you see.
Impatient for immediate results, I submerged into a chain of anti-blemish missions with less than desirable results....
Lesson 1: Never go off the pill without finishing an entire cycle. Leprosy ensues along with suicidal tendencies.
Lesson 2: Never exfoliate pimples. This causes bacteria to spread over your face until they cultivate into their own independent state: Viva Bacterium Republica.
Lesson 3: Always always wash your pillow case. Dried drool and hair grime are, surprisingly, bad for skin.
Lesson 4: Warm water opens up your pores to be cleansed. Overly warm water opens up your pores to spew oil and gag in pus.
At long last I stumbled onto a pungent substance at the Aesop counter that calmed my little republic nation down. As a placebo I now apply it every night as a spot treatment. I frolick in the satisfaction of spending $50 on clay that doesn't make me any uglier. 3 Stars.
My adventures continue, as I now turn into the wonderful world of juicing for inner health and balance for a girl on the go.
Till next time....
--Bunbury, in bubbles.
As a female in the midst of my early-twenties, fate has ruthlessly bestowed unto me the hormonal imbalance that causes breakouts; rendering my appearance strikingly similar to that of a leper. Naturally, I exaggerate, but the trauma lingers on.
Immediately, I efficiently utilized my work hours for extensive research on blemish busting, only to discover that there is no cure for acne. I am horrified and dejected, as this implies a need for a complete body detox and hormonal rebalancing. My research indicates my woes originate from the inefficient function of the liver, crippled by alcohol consumption and a neglectful diet. Interestingly, the liver not only detoxes one's body, but also helped regulate one's hormones. Your skin freaks out when your liver is not happy. They're buddies, you see.
Impatient for immediate results, I submerged into a chain of anti-blemish missions with less than desirable results....
Lesson 1: Never go off the pill without finishing an entire cycle. Leprosy ensues along with suicidal tendencies.
Lesson 2: Never exfoliate pimples. This causes bacteria to spread over your face until they cultivate into their own independent state: Viva Bacterium Republica.
Lesson 3: Always always wash your pillow case. Dried drool and hair grime are, surprisingly, bad for skin.
Lesson 4: Warm water opens up your pores to be cleansed. Overly warm water opens up your pores to spew oil and gag in pus.
At long last I stumbled onto a pungent substance at the Aesop counter that calmed my little republic nation down. As a placebo I now apply it every night as a spot treatment. I frolick in the satisfaction of spending $50 on clay that doesn't make me any uglier. 3 Stars.
Aesop Chamomile Concentrate Anti-Blemish Masque
My adventures continue, as I now turn into the wonderful world of juicing for inner health and balance for a girl on the go.
Till next time....
--Bunbury, in bubbles.
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