Regretfully, I’m a bit of a goody-two-shoes.
I never speed up at yellow traffic lights, I pay all my bills on time, and I religiously dot all my i’s and cross all my t’s.
But when it comes to pimples, I somehow lose all sense and sensibility. Whenever a huge pimple stares back at me, mocking and taunting me, my self-discipline takes a nosedive and all I can think of is to quickly go for the kill.
Sweating is completely normal, but no lady wants to smell bad. Ever.
And in hot, humid Malaysia, trying not to sweat is like searching for water in the desert.
Deodorants are a great way to battle foul-smelling underarms. They help kill off the bacteria that’s multiplying in your underarms, which is the cause of that unpleasant smell.
You know, the condition where you spend a huge chunk of your time in the morning primping and prepping, only to find all your hard work disappearing by lunch time?
Because I do.
My makeup slides EASILY off my face, and by the end of the day, I’m sporting a no-makeup, greasy, shiny appearance that looks like you could fry an egg on my face.
Urgh. Not cool.
But did you ever look in the mirror and think for a second that it could be YOU who is causing all your breakouts? Shocking, we know!
I certainly thought I did. After all, this was something that I’ve been doing nearly my whole, entire life.
I mean, I know I have troubles drawing the perfect, balanced cat-eye, and I mess up my eyeshadows pretty darn often. I can’t put on or remove my contact lenses without a mirror, and embarrassingly enough, I still get nicks from shaving every now and then.
But washing my face?