Day Three Hundred and Fifty-Two - Thunder Road

So...it had to happen sooner or later. And to be honest, I'm pretty proud that this ET is coming on day 352 and not earlier. That's right - it's all about vanity. Tonight as I was coming home from the museum I was listening to The Boss on my MP3 player and as inspirational and kick ass as I find his music the lyrics "so you're scared and you're thinking that maybe we ain't that young anymore" and then, perhaps more damaging "you ain't a beauty, but hey you're alright" drifted over my ears. And yeah, that combined with spending my time @ the museums surrounded by precious wee younglings who have their spunk and aren't all horrible and jaded...their lives stretched out before them...and yeah, something needed to be done. Something purely superficial. Tonight I used a series of anti-aging products.

I had actually bought the products last year before Xmas. Apparently when I'm buying health and beauty products my brain melts entirely and I buy completely the wrong things, no matter how much I read the packaging. Anyway, I thought it was a neat little set of Burt's Bees stuff - which I adore [in part because they feature bees and I love me some bees] and was going to give to my mum - but then I noticed it was all anti-aging stuff...and felt that my mum would be justifiably upset by the gift[my mum's skin still looks fantastic - she's a Mary Kay chick so it obviously works...I still want to know who is responsible for my terrible skin if not my parents]. Anyway, these treatments were mostly related to the eye area and a bit for the outer mouth/lip area. First there was an all-over face treatment that was all about evening primrose - smelled a bit too flowery for me and made me feel greasy, though I liked the waxiness of it. Then there was a serum with attar of rose for the eyes and mouth area - this was quite liquidy and smelled like an old ladies [note: old ladies - I'm on to you and your anti-aging scam]. Then there was an eye-specific treatment using royal jelly - I liked this very much and seemed to be the most bee-like of all the products.

And yeah, that's it for this subject matter. I promise - no more of this wistful/I wish I was younger bullcrap. I'm lucky to look as young as I do and I do still have much of my life ahead of me [and honestly - 90% of the women I look up to are crazy bitches who likely have super wrinkles - so, whatever].