The other day I was in the opticians, getting fitted for some new contact lenses. I was sat at a little desk, in front of a mirror while I put the lenses in.
As I got up and smiled at the assistant, I caught sight of my reflection.
"Where did those come from?!"
By 'those', I mean heinous crow's feet. I looked at my face. I knew I had a mobile forehead, but I'd never noticed the agricultural scale furrows in it.
This is not good. I still get spots (sometimes), surely on the grounds of fairness, I should be spared wrinkles?
I repaired to the chemist, in order to purchase one of those overpriced beauty creams that the sensible adult in me doubts the effectiveness of.
It's either that or Botox and having an immobile face creeps me out more then wrinkles.
After wincing at the price of the indeed overpriced beauty cream and then being comforted by the free gift, I realised that showering and the occasional slathering with moisturiser does not really constitute a beauty routine. I consider applying hair conditioner to be the height of pampering. Laziness disguised as being low maintenance is a key trait of mine.
I also have a terrible habit of buying these beauty products and only using them a few times. There is not yet a product that works via osmosis, merely by being on your bathroom shelf. If such a product existed, I would be the first to buy it. The cosmetic companies should definitely work on that.
Sunday, December 02, 2007
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2 comments:
Oh, and I thought I was the only one :)) Really nice, what can I say. If they invent such products, I'll be just behind you :)
Gosh, do I identify with this post! Oh no, indeed!
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