Dear Rebellious Pores and Persistent Pimples:
Don’t look around confused and innocent, like. You know who you are. Yes, you.
I am talking to you, Rebellious Pores #1-6 billion and seven who have been pumping enough oil onto the surface of my skin for 30 years to power several third world nations. And yes, you too, Persistent Pimple # 4,768,321. Location: A Sector, B Quadrant, 2.5.
Also known as: In the shadow of left nostril.
To you, I say: I am impressed with your consistency and perseverance . Or rather, with your evil, malicious, ugly, and (often) pain filled, doggedness. You have been my (monthly) worthy adversaries for 30 years. I know I am supposed to be a woman of grace.. and I do believe that God works all things together for good… but really?
I hate you and wish you’d be GONE.
You suck time, money and emotional energy like a hormonal leech. It’s been hard to convince my kids that their college tuition has been invested in my private war against your terrorism. Terrorism? Yes. Terrorism. Why? Because you do not attack on all fronts, like a traditional war. No.. you are more diabolical to my follicles. YOU attack like a terrorist, in just the most vulnerable and tender spots: my right cheek, left nostril and the side of my nose. Of course, occasionally you try to throw me off and attack my chin or forehead, but I’ve been tracking you like a beagle on bacon. You can’t fool me.
I worry that someday, Al Gore will wage a personal war against me. Why? Am I paranoid? No—The acids, lotions, vitamins, drying agents, and snake oils I’ve purchased to slay you, are the most plausible cause of global warming, I’ve heard. It’s true, I am haunted by guilt and the imagined screams of polar bears, each time I apply them.
Despite their tortured cries-, apply them I do. I am a woman obsessed. From Retin A to Pro (not so) active. From Acids to lotions, with labels like potions, apply them, I do.
And I WILL.
Because, to you I ALSO say: I will prevail. There will be peace (at least) on my face.
I will not give up. I will fight you to menopause, and beyond!
Be warned. I was recently blessed with luck.. and won one of these beauties in PINK!—and it’s got my name engraved on it..
This momma’s goin’ high-tech… prepare to DIE.