skin

Not so long into hiding, eh?
Mind you, I myself snicker at my own non-committal promises to stay out of the blogging (inexistent, but self-comforting) limelight.

The hiatus mode was (in)voluntary put because I need to concentrate on my written submission due last two weeks but I can't forgive myself if I keep this long enough from you dear beloved readers and blog-hoppers: Girls, (at the risk of sounding lame): I am ditching this:




It brings zits to life.
To life, I mean, the rednecks would never say die.

The last zits I had was when I was fifteen; when the raging hormones of mine had its own hobby of collecting oil and generate its own petrol company and successfully made it into MNC.
Up to a point it became so thick and I used to look fat because the pimples made my cheeks so puffed!

After some time I found out the perfect cure are always the mild-ones. The Clinique bar soaps helps. Simple toner is gooood. And Neutrogena is another cheap brand I swear onto.
The more it has no fragrance, the better. It became sort of rule of thumb numero uno.

No discipline of step 1-2-3 facial routine was ever religiously followed by me. I was comfortable with my lazy dabbing of occasional moisturizers until the wedding planner a.k.a soul sister F.E texted me:

missy, nest year you dah nak kahwin, from now onwards try la face scrub and pay extra attention to your skin ye. I tak sanggup going through *yesterday's experience again

*not me not me! F.E had to do a makeover for a girl whom she said was okay but the skin, horrible because it was not taken good care of. And I trust the girl, at the comfortable distance of not microstudying her face, had a porcelain skin.

**So i terasa lah, nyah.

So I marched to the pharmacy to buy me a complete set of facial regiment siap mask and all (yes Alak and Uswah please go on, sneer) and I was wee bit influenced with Fasha Sanda's advert with Garnier. So I took the whole bundle home. Forgetting the rule numero uno, because it smells nice. Lemons. yummy.

Bad move.
Eversince then, the little oil company wants to open up another branch.
And its not easy to un-do it without scathed semi-permanent marks.
(look ma, geometrical tattoo!)

So there. Here's a piece of advise I can offer, and is this: stick to whatever you're used to.
For me, scented facial wash is a no-no.

And anything with dubbed over-voiced ads is a bad sign.
Except of course, SKII.


see..I only recommend you to the ones I trust to take care of you..