So, when my sister (Yes, Mary, I'm talking about you) bought all of us these face products that she discovered so we could discover them too, I thought I might as well give them a try. After all, a girl can never be too beautiful, right?
I dove right into the moisturizers because I know how to use those. Dip finger in pot, dab on face, rub in, done. But I had no idea what a facial peel was. Doesn't it sound ominous? Like something a super villain would threaten to do to the hero?
However, after talking to two of my sisters about it, I decided I could tackle it.
I washed my face and started rubbing the goo in circles on my cheeks like the box said. It seemed to be working okay. I mean, from the conversations I'd had about it, it was supposed to make the top layer of my skin come off. What confused me, was that I couldn't seem to wash the goo off when I was done circling. I rinsed, then scrubbed, then scraped, then scratched, then rinsed, and rinsed again.
When I finally gave up, I had pills on my jaw. You know, like you get on a sweater after washing it a few times. Pills. On my face. And it took two days for them to go away completely.
I'm still not sure if that means I should never attempt something like this again, or if I should do it every day until my face is sufficiently peeled and I no longer resemble a wool garment.