Thursday, September 6, 2007

Every morning, it becomes increasingly more difficult to look good...



When you only feel 14 inside of your head, it can be very disconcerting when you catch that reflection in the mirror. Fine lines and wrinkles--those words used to just be a voice-over in the Oil of Olay commercials. Now it's the voice-over in my head and the aforementioned Olay is not living up to its promises of smooth skin. Or any other product for that matter.

It just seems like it takes a lot more product to make my face look the same as it did five years ago. I'm all splotchy and ruddy. And if I don't go all out with base, powder, etc., I wind up looking a bit like my little brother--which is a look that works for him but not so much for me.

I just want to know what happened to my skin. It's not zitty, it's not dewey--it's just blah. Thank God I got out of television news before everyone went Hi-Def.

And what's up with my hair? I don't even know what color it is anymore. My hairdresser said it was "ash," but "ass" would be more accurate. I've recently added low-lights because I was afraid all my highlights were starting to look like hay--the kind for horses. Not good. If your hair is yellow, it's time for a change!

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