Lately I’ve been watching the food I consume, my activities during the day as well as my exercise regime.
So far the journey has been pretty encouraging as I grew fitter and lighter in a couple of months, and then it only hit me that I totally forgotten about one aspect of this journey to a healthier me.
I need pampering.
Not the gorgeous chocolate dripping, cake filling, ice cream covered goodness (as tempting as that sounds), no, instead I’m reminded of the largest part of my body that demanded my attention.
I’ve been blessed with healthy skin, I never worry about acne, and I have a very healthy glow about me. I never needed any special products but I never did any maintenance either…I can hear gasps of blasphemy echoing through the blogosphere now.
However I have repented and realise my wrong doings. Now, I just need to figure out what I’m supposed to do to maintain and take good care of my skin.
I did what every internet savvy being would have done, I checked it out on google and read more about it on howstuffworks.com! It’s quite helpful with all the tips and step by step instructions in the article. I can’t help but notice that most of the articles concentrated on the face than the rest of the body, is it because our body needs less maintenance than our face?
I’m not too sure but I thought it would be good if my body receive some care too – so I booked a massage session just because I’m too lazy to do it myself. Bring on the body oils!
As for my face, I snooped around in my mother’s cabinets (I bet she has a pharmacy store hidden in between the cracks, she has everything!), and found the facial cleanser, toner and moisturiser for mild skin (which according to the article is what I should start with).
Alright I’ve got everything, even found a face mask to hydrate my face! This should be interesting. Some very nice friends shared that they go for facials, honestly I don’t know what to think about the torture, sorry, face cleaning session. It sounds…beneficial? I probably should clean my face with someone squeezing and pressing my pores…
I’m quite hesitant about it having never went for a facial session, but my mother hinted that I should go (I can’t help but feel that its revenge; that I should share the pain all of them experienced).
Honestly, I’ll think about the facial session, but first, let me get use to cleaning my face with all this extra things, tone it and moisturise it. I wonder if there’s anything else I need to do?