As I type this post, my skin is tingling from over exfoliation. I'm freakin' out over aging skin and my my simple mind thought that it might be a good thing to exfoliate with a white bath cloth and African black soap for the second time this week. Exfoliation is for the removal of dead skin, key word "dead" and my face ain't dying off that fast! That's not the only treatment I've subjected my skin to this week either. There were mud masks, aloe vera, olive oil, and my favorite anti-aging device, FaceFX by Silk'n which I call "the flat iron for my skin". So, you can say that I've really socked it to aging skin this week, but am I going too far?
My attitude towards Father Time is getting serious. I wanna show him that I ain't no "punk". I'm not going sit back and let him take over my body and not come out slinging shea butter, coconut oil, and Neutrogena all over the place. I'm going to fight him like an intruder invading my personal space and stealing my youth, cell by cell. I'm gonna splash cold water, moisturize with refrigerated aloe vera, and pump my face with leafy greens and moringa. I'm gonna get more exercise, get more rest, and fight, fight, FIGHT for my right to have healthy skin!
Have your "freak out" moment and then hit old age with a left and a right hook!