Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Because I am vain...





wrinkles, sags and bags.....oh my.
I have a wattle. it's official...my youth is gone. I have used more moisturizer in the last year than I did in the 36 years that preceded it. I am on the eternal quest for that miracle cream that firms up the neck and jowl, while simultaneously erasing, or at least diminishing and staving off, eye crinkles and smile craters. In my head, I know I am deluding myself, none of my efforts are actually going to turn back any clocks. But in my heart, each new pretty jar of magical elixir holds the promise of a miracle.
I've been using L'Oreal Skin Genesis Daily Treatment, Serum Concentrate and I like it, it makes my skin feel awesome, and I'm pretty sure it does what I want it to do....but in the last few weeks my skin just seems to need something. I think stress is pulling all my molecules apart. I am trying to combat this with extra vitamins.
and I'm adding some more ammunition. Today I found some 24/7 Smoothing Anti-Aging Moisturizer . It promises to moisturize, tone and FIRM. If it works, I can think of a few other body parts I am going to use it on. At least until I get that government grant for my boob job.
also in my beauty pilgrimmage today, I snapped up these little packets that were hanging like tempting little fruits on the moisturizer aisle. The product is called Eye Brighten from Skinvitals, and it includes two little cloth eye treatment masks, one for each eye. It contains vitamin C and licorice. If it doesn't make my eyes look brighter and invigorated, it might be a yummy snack.
oooohhhh and snacks...reminds me of the homemade tequila sugar scrub that I meant to make and use....

Cause if you've got love, you win!

I had a panic attack today, I had someone embarass me very badly in a very public way, and I had a parent-teacher conference that did not go well. I am paranoid, I feel strung out, I dont think I'm a very good mother right now. I'm somewhat ashamed at myself that I am feeling so very sorry for myself. I want to crawl in my bed with the lights out and hide there for weeks, and I'm disgusted that I'm that pathetic.
and yet...
I have these beautiful kids who show in the most unexpected ways how much they love me, and how well they've been raised.
and I got the most gorgeous hair color today, covering up all the silvery stress in my head, done by my amazing, strong, beautiful, genius friend, and she refused to let me pay for it.

tomorrow...I'm going to bust down doors, blind them all with the power of my coppery tresses, cock a sardonic eyebrow at the world and dare anybody to cross me.
I am loved, so I win.