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Red Faced
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I remember when I first realized I needed to take better care of my face and skin. When I was eight I just scrubbed my face in the tub and went about my day. But when I was eleven, and a burgeoning woman, with puberty looming over my head, I realized I needed to step up my game.
Going strictly off my commercial watching and TEEN magazine advertisements, I decided makeup remover pads, astringent and my mom’s face lotion was the perfect skin care combination for me.
Following a good face scrub, I wiped the damp pad across my face and tossed the pad in the trash. Then I soaked a cotton ball in astringent and spread the alcohol laced, sterile smelling potion all over my face.
And then my face began to burn. Beauty is pain. I smoothed over some lotion and looked in a mirror and my face was RED! Eek!
I ran downstairs, found my mom, she laughed at my red face and I instantly began to cry. After calming me down, she lathered on some super strong lotion. I cancelled my evening plans of a pizza party and a sleep over, and hit the hay early that night.
After a good night sleep, the lotion sank in and my when I awoke, my face was back to normal – more or less. It still took about another day to completely heal, but my skin is resilient and it returned to its normal, pre-pubescent state.
The important lessons learned here were that I have sensitive skin, I shouldn’t use alcohol-based products and that my face takes a long time to de-redden. Luckily, I’ve come a long way since this red-faced revolution and have a better knowledge of what my face needs and what works well with my system.
Tags: Red, Sensative Skin, Skin, Skin Care, True Story

