A few years ago, I was hanging out in the Old Port with the BF, checking out an exhibit at the Science Center. Low and behold, there's an arts & crafts fair going on IN the Science Center. Well, BF didn't look super excited, but you bet your behind I was absolutely thrilled. Now I was in a phase of my life where I just could not leave any sort of commercial situation empty-handed, so I was taking my sweet time to sift through every item on each vendor's table. I walked around - twice - BF showed signs of antsyness - thrice - and then I stopped.
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I'm not a fan of makeup. And for whatever reason, YouTube seems to think I am, as it keeps recommending I watch makeup reviews and "drugstore makeup hauls." Barf.
Nope, I am not a fan of makeup and I am as basic as it gets when it comes to everyday makeup. I am nonetheless very concerned with skincare. Lucky me, when adolescence kicked in, I was hit with super-difficult-to-manage combination skin. Dry. Oily. Blemished. A teenage nightmare! I'd dab my face with rubbing alcohol every morning and night and scrub my face until it hurt. In the summer, I'd lay in the sun until I felt faint - anything to clear up my skin. Yup, skincare meant a completely different thing to me then.