True Beauty Confessions
So it’s 9 am on Wednesday morning and I’ve wiped my kid’s snotty nose three dozen times already. I’ve got balled-up tissues in my bathrobe pockets. I haven’t showered or brushed my teeth and I spent most of last night on the couch because my husband’s hacking cough was driving me crazy.
And now I’m supposed to…what? Write an advice column? About…beauty? Fashion?
Oh har. HAR HAR I SAY.
So since I’m feeling down and low and greasy, let’s just talk today. Okay?
In fact, let’s tell secrets! Here’s mine:
I have a single wispy blond hair that grows on my cheek. It looks like peach fuzz, but it will grow INDEFINITELY if I don’t pluck it occasionally. So I have been plucking this damn hair ever since I first discovered it in high school. Or should I say, ever since my BOYFRIEND discovered it in high school. He went to push a hair away from my face and was all. “Hey! You have a whisker!”
Do you have any weird beauty/grooming secrets like that? Come on, share with the class. We’re all friendly freaks here, I promise.
If you don’t have anything to confess, how about tossing out some ideas of things you’d like to see covered here?
A lot of the questions I get now are variations on something I already answered. Possibly multiple times. And while I’m happy to stay within my narrow realm of knowledge week after week, I don’t want to bore everybody else with repetitive topics, but sometimes it’s tough to find a question that’s different, but not too different. Something that will still be helpful and interesting to a lot of people, but not another post about the Philosophy face wash.
Any beauty challenges you have yet to master? The proper blowdry technique? The perfect home pedicure? Or do you have some candiates for a Price Tag Cage Match?
Basically, let’s just spend today talking about how gross we all are. Ha. Regular Q&A programming will resume on Friday. I promise to shower at least once before then.