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#1 Stupid Thing I've done for Beauty's sake

July 17th 2007 20:53

And now, it's finally come to this...

# Pot Scourer, the new exfoliator

When Clearasil damaged my face – made it dry, itchy and started causing some dark spots to appear, mainly around my nose and mouth, I set about to remedy it.

I was staring at my face in the mirror for a while, wondering what I could use, when I spotted the Scotch-Brite Heavy Duty Sponge by the sink. A light bulb went over my head. After all, the sponge gets rid of grime and dirt from dishes and cutlery, it should do the same for the skin. Right? So I happily scrubbed away at my chin. Was the discolouration disappearing? No. It was actually making my skin red, feel rough and slightly irritable. You would think I would have stopped right there but no, I realised I had to go heavier duty. I enlisted the help of Scotch-Brite Heavy Duty Sponge’s companion, Stainless Steel Scourer. When I started scouring away, I had to fight back a yelp. The texture was hurting my skin, like someone was scratching at an existing wound but I doggedly went on scrubbing anyway.

What resulted, as anyone would have guessed, was a very irritable, rough bleeding skin around my mouth. Finally, the mad gleam in my eyes dissipated and I flung the scourer and sponge away, leaving them where they belonged – in the kitchen sink. Meanwhile, I had no one else to blame when I woke up the next morning and the skin around my mouth had turned pimply and even darker so that in dim light, I actually look like I had a moustache and a beard. For the next few weeks, whenever I had to speak to a guy I liked, I made a habit of bringing a book or a sheet of paper to cover my mouth. I could only be grateful that during my temporary insanity, it hadn’t occurred to me to tackle the discolouration around my nose too.

So, what's the stupidest thing YOU'VE done for the sake of beauty?

*image from www.wikipedia.com

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#9 Stupid Thing I've done for Beauty's sake

June 26th 2007 17:52

#9 Detox your body - Drink 8 to 10 litres of water a day

Water, water everywhere

Water cleanses out the toxins in your body, not to mention it helps clear skin of pimples and blemishes that are so much a part of the awkward, embarrassing adolescent years. At the time I had read about the benefits of water for the body and skin in a Dolly/Girlfriend/Cosmo article, big red pimples had started popping up all over my face that I had to turn my inexperienced hand at applying foundation. When you’d only ever dabbled in the art of make-up by applying loops of eyeliner to the outside of your lids, prompting your own dear father to remark, “You look like a prostitute”, it was no wonder when my attempt at applying foundation resulted in white, pock-like marks on my face. With a ‘dance party’ looming five days away and the anticipation that it was the event that would mark the beginning of a romance with a certain Polish dude, I was too impatient for just an 8-glasses-of-water-a-day. In a move that clearly showed I am my mother’s daughter, I decided to take this tip a step – make that, several glasses – too far. If I drank 8 to 10 litres of water a day, surely, my skin would clear up in a matter of days? Or, more precisely, in five days so I can dance the ‘Ice Ice Baby’ with my Polish crush? So I drank one litre of water per every waking hour per day. That’s approximately one glass of water every six minutes, one trip to the toilet every hour, and two trips from 11pm to 7am when I should be asleep. Finally, at 3am on the fourth morning, I was half-asleep when I needed to go to the toilet but my brain probably realised enough was enough, ignored the urging from my bowels and tugged me back to sleep where I promptly dreamt that I had gone to the toilet. When I woke up in the morning with the bed all soaked (gross!), I finally decided this 8 to 10 litres a day thing had to stop.

*image from www.wikipedia.com

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10 Stupid Things I've done for Beauty's Sake

June 24th 2007 17:01

I was 14 when I started paying close attention to models in magazines like Dolly and Girlfriend. This was the time when the airbrushing of models and actors by paintstakingly meticulous graphic designers was still a secret and all teenage girls thought that what they saw of their favourite model and actor in their pictures was all natural.

On the quest to resemble any of the models in these magazines – clear skin, pouting lips, shiny hair – I spent many of my teen years trying to come up with some cheap home remedies. The results, as anyone can imagine, were disastrous and for which I can only blame Dolly and Girlfriend.

#10 How to get Longer Lashes

Old Wives' Tale : Cutting your eyelashes will make them longer

Alright, I am proud to say that I was not the creator of this little bright idea. That credit will have to go to my dear mother, who can probably spend the next ten years writing a blog about her million and one ideas and myths for beauty. I was never endowed with wide lids and I felt the only things that made my eyes stand out were the long curved lashes I had when I was a kid. My mum thought the same thing as well. But while I was satisfied with the current length of my lashes, my mum wanted them longer – to make up for the lack of eyelids, you see. I could just imagine my mum imagining the neighbours talking, “The girl may not have lids but she sure does have fine long lashes.” She truly believed in the myth that you have to cut something – ie, your hair, lashes, etc – to make them longer. So before I knew it, she had me sitting down on the bottom step of our staircase with a pair of stainless steel scissors in her hand. She told me to close my eyes and keep them closed until she was finished. I felt the cold steel of the scissors handle brushing across my cheekbone, my lashes being gripped firmly and the unmistakable sound of the scissors slowly snipping my lashes away. When I opened my eyes and narrowed them, I saw that I could no longer see the underside of the curve of my lashes. If I had known that was the last time I would see my lashes that long, I would have lovingly swept up the cut lashes and stored them somewhere safe – away from my mum. Contrary to my mum’s bright idea, my lashes never did grow as long as she planned. In my opinion, they never grew at all. So I’m stuck with these short lashes that stick out straight rather than curving up gracefully. All I can say is, thank goodness for those revolutionary mascaras!

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