I’ve been thinking it might be time for me to enter the world of anti-wrinkle/wrinkle prevention cream. You know, the age-defying kind. But sometimes I wonder if the root of me doing so would be vanity or a respectable desire for routine maintenance. How does that saying go? Treat yourself right at thirty-one and you’ll be having way more fun sipping fruity drinks by a cabana at forty-one. Treat yourself poor at thirty-one and you’ll be sittin’ on the floor watching America’s Funniest Home Videos at forty-one. Or something like that?
Well to be honest I wouldn’t have a problem with either scenario, but I’d rather be face crevice free while doing it. So maybe the source is vanity after all.
Speaking of which, when I was a teenager I used to put on mascara and separate each lash with the sharp end of a safety pin. I’m not really sure why I did this, but I think it had less to do with vanity and more to do with living on the edge. I had a needle less than a millimeter from my eyeball!
I’m no know-it-all but that sort of thing sure can spice up your life, especially if you don’t have one. I mean I could have just used one of those special brushes for separating eyelashes, but I didn’t, so . . . not vain after all! Just stupid.
Conclusion: Silly with vain undertones. I did just share three less than favorable pictures of my eyeball, but nevertheless they were THREE pictures of MY eyeball.
P.S. I bought my first pair of leggings the other day. They are tight. Oy vey.
2 comments:
If you do find a good under eye wrinkle cream, pass that info on. I'm looking 41 already...and still have a few more years till I hit that one.
Who better to help you than your very own Mary Kay consultant? ;) Tell me what you want from your skin and I can help you find a product to get it.
In response to your implied inquiry, I like to think of being beautiful as a hobby, no more or less vain or shallow than anything else people spend their time doing.
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