Day 9 feelin' fine.
Except for the parts of my skin that have dried into little round circles around my healing blemishes.
That then produces a foundation colored scab and begins to cake off of my skin while I'm trying to keep it covered up at work and on tv.
Today another reminder that unlike someone with a desk job who could shy away from human contact during an acne flare-up, I am not so lucky.
Obviously I want to shout out that I have it the hardest! (I'm actually smarter than this, EVERYONE with acne has it the hardest).
But I'm having a little 'woe is me' fit right now, so I'm sticking to it.
I'm expected to be full of life, and perfectly perfect while on tv- meanwhile I look like I belong behind the lens not in front of it.
That's not fair, actually. We have so many photographers that are good lookin', and surprise! none of them have lumply red bumps on their face.
I could write in detail about another tv taste test on our 5 o'clock news.
"Hey annie acne, take a sip of this" pipes the winemaker I was interviewing.
Cue the zoom in on my acne inflamed skin.
Aware that I look like a peeling, polka dotted reptile, my photographer avoids a tight zoom, and I'm pretty sure he even blurred the focus.
Thank god for great photographers!
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