I've had a horrible breakout on my forehead since giving up Proactive products. I was tired of them bleaching my towels, pillow covers and anything else they had come in contact with (Jaime's good towels included). I gave in to a $60 facial treatment to help rejuvenate my skin and clear up my complexion. I had never had a facial before, GASP! What better time to invite a friend, and sister, to share a girl's day at the spa. Once again, there are things a phone call just can't close the gap between miles on, and this was one of those moments. I dunned My Sister's Shoes and set out to the spa (without makeup on) for a little pampering. I felt completely naked when I walked up to the receptionist desk to be greeted by four, yes four, perky little blemish free receptionist's, "Are You Here To Check In?" I can't explain in words, the feeling to have My Sister's Shoes with me and the comfort they provide. Every moment Jaime and I had ever shared together having felt frumpy and unattractive in the company of perfectly thin, long legged, blemish free, size C model wannabees all rushed back to me. I suddenly felt the company of Jaime, her eyebrows turned in, forehead wrinkled, nostril slightly flared in a smile with her lips parted turning down as to say, "What the heck? I thought I actually did a good job putting myself together today until I ran into "them"!" The messy ponytail trend that threw my hair up in suddenly felt like a matted nest and I felt I should have second guessed not wearing at least some lip gloss...like that wouldn't done any good. huhuuumm, 'Yes I'm here for my 11:30 Facial", and I thought, "do you have time to fit me in for makeup application, hair extensions and lipo on my hips and butt!?"
|My Sister's Shoes kept safe in my Spa Locker while getting my Facial.|
|Goodbye Meaningful Beauty!|
I would have loved to experience this spa treatment with you Jaime, both the awkward and painful moments. Seeing as you have 7 years on me, when can I expect to stop breaking out!? Jeez-o-Pete!!