*Actually, I do not have oily skin. I have what the experts like to say is, "combination skin."
Ever excited for a new promise of face renewal and transformation (as if my education in women's studies has meant nothing at all) I headed to the grocery store and purchased: Castor oil from the poop section =$2.50, and organic EVOO from the baking section =$6.99.
Now I'm at home...Brooklynn is napping...my Dad has made sure I feel sufficiently dumb...and I'm ready to be blown over by the miracle that is about to take place in my bathroom. No, not because I'm going to drink the castor oil, but because I am going to smear it on my face. Here goes!
This is, of course, my before photo. (Because I love before and after photos of most everything.)
This is what I am told is lurking in my pores:
Just kidding! I couldn't resist a photo of this beauty. How do people take themselves seriously when they're snapping "sexy" cell phone pics of themselves posing in the bathroom mirror?!! Look around yourselves, people! For the love, if you're trying to look all sexified, you should note that attempting to do it in the same place where you wash your filthy body and the same place where you relieve your bowels is just silly...unless you're into that kinda stuff. Anyway, that's for another blog...
This is my after photo!
Don't I look sooooooo different?!! I know, I know...it's amazing, riiight?! Ok, you're right, I don't look that much different. But I must say, I feel quite refreshed and not the slightest bit greasy. I had imagined that I would come out from this experience feeling foolish and seriously oily but to my surprise, my skin looks and feels clean.
We shall see what the next few days or weeks of this ritual turns into for my skin.
Instead of filling you in on the details of my much too busy life...*sigh*... I am going to let you know that in about ten minutes, or whenever I finish this post, I plan on slathering a bunch of oil on my face. One of my coworkers, Heather, explained to me that she started using extra virgin olive oil and a few other oil products from around her house to wash her face. I thought it was weird but I'll admit, her facial skin looks pretty great (plus, she's a super smarty-pants lawyer who quit practicing law to go to nursing school and now works as a non-profit health clinic assistant so I'd believe and probably try anything she told me). Being that lately I've felt particularly down about my tired, dark circled eyes, and sorta freckled, blackhead ridden, very pale face, and considering I'm fairly impressionable, I did some researching and here we are. If you run a google search on oil as a method of washing one's face you'll find that apparently everyone in the universe, except you and I, has heard about this method and has reccommendations for us.
Ever excited for a new promise of face renewal and transformation (as if my education in women's studies has meant nothing at all) I headed to the grocery store and purchased: Castor oil from the poop section =$2.50, and organic EVOO from the baking section =$6.99.
Now I'm at home...Brooklynn is napping...my Dad has made sure I feel sufficiently dumb...and I'm ready to be blown over by the miracle that is about to take place in my bathroom. No, not because I'm going to drink the castor oil, but because I am going to smear it on my face. Here goes!
This is, of course, my before photo. (Because I love before and after photos of most everything.)
This is what I am told is lurking in my pores:
Just kidding! I couldn't resist a photo of this beauty. How do people take themselves seriously when they're snapping "sexy" cell phone pics of themselves posing in the bathroom mirror?!! Look around yourselves, people! For the love, if you're trying to look all sexified, you should note that attempting to do it in the same place where you wash your filthy body and the same place where you relieve your bowels is just silly...unless you're into that kinda stuff. Anyway, that's for another blog...
This is my after photo!
Don't I look sooooooo different?!! I know, I know...it's amazing, riiight?! Ok, you're right, I don't look that much different. But I must say, I feel quite refreshed and not the slightest bit greasy. I had imagined that I would come out from this experience feeling foolish and seriously oily but to my surprise, my skin looks and feels clean.
We shall see what the next few days or weeks of this ritual turns into for my skin.
