Puberty

So I had the good fortune to get a facial last month on a trip. It was probably my third or fourth facial ever and it was delicious. Of course, during and after the facial, my aesthitician admonished me for using an exfoliating cleanser on my delicate skin and had a plethora of pricey recommendations for me to choose instead. What's worse is that I fell for it. I came home and threw out my "cheap" Dove face wash (a product I originally obtained for free at Oprah's O You! Conference a couple of years ago) and ordered a fancy face wash that was shipped to me all the way from South Africa. And just a few short days later I look like I'm going through puberty, although I didn't get this many pimples the first time. Tomorrow, I have my first real business meeting in months. It might as well be homecoming. Lesson learned: if it ain't broke, don't get a different one, and for heaven's sake, don't throw it out!