A freaking wrinkle. It's there.
If you look.
I couldn't get a decent picture of it but I know it's there and that's enough. You know when you narrow your eyes at someone? Like a scowl? That's what my wrinkle came from. I guess I often scowl at people?
It's right next to my right eye. I've never used any type of moisturizer or anything on my face before because I tend to be a little on the oily side anyway (that's my excuse anyway). But my aunt hooked me up with some new Mary Kay goodies and we'll see what happens.
The one on the left goes on at night, and the one on the right goes on in the morning. I'm too young for this regimen right?! I don't remember my mom having any wrinkles. Dark circles under her eyes? Yes. Grey hairs? Yes. But not any wrinkles!
I'm going to give this a month or so and that stubborn thing better fade.
Have I mentioned how dangerous it is to have a Mary Kay consultant so convenient to you? I digress.
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