Apparently I have yet to outgrow the adolescent acne that has plagued me for oh so long. I've tried every product under the sun, Proactive, Neutrogena, Clean & Clear, etc. you name it, I've done it. The only thing that ever really helped me was seeing a dermatologist, but that gets expensive. And the one I like has esentially a 2 month wait before you can even schedule an appointment. It must be stressful being a popular zit popper in Provo Dr. Stone. I bet he makes bank off of all the BYU zoobies who still have high school skin, like myself. Prolonged adolescence at it's best. Go Cougs.
Hub couldn't even make eye contact with me yesterday, he was too busy staring at Ferdinand. It's kind of like looking at train wreck... you want to look away but the horror is too much. I tactfully styled my hair today in order to cover up Ferdie. And I applied every type of zit smallerizer I could find in my beauty arsenal. We'll see how it goes. All I know is he better be out of the picture by Friday, I have to go to an old friend's wedding and I am not showing up looking like Harry Potter.