Sunday, February 6, 2011
On Friday night, when I washed my face and put on moisturizer just before I went to bed, everything looked much as it had for the past few years. Same 237 wrinkles, 15 freckles and 6 white eyebrow hairs.
Jeanne's Face: Population 258.
The next morning when I repeated the process, in preparation for putting on makeup, there was a new girl in town.
An age spot.
At the corner of my lip.
I have named her "Athena," because like the goddess, she sprang from my head, fully formed.
It's right at the location where Cindy Crawford sports that little beauty mark that looks so sexy.
This little spot is anything but.
I have long believed that people who drop bundles on Botox injections and chemical peels would be better off spending their money on therapy (Raisin Rule #12), to get used to the fact that they're going to get old.
But, looking in the mirror this morning, I may have to rethink my position.
Posted by Jeanne Estridge at 6:55 AM