It was during my sophomore year in high school when, on an extremely rare afternoon where I wasn't wearing makeup, my uncle knocked on our front door. I opened it and greeted him, only to hear: (ah, the tactfulness of men...)
"What's that on your face? A rash?"
"Uh, no, Uncle Steve, it's called acne. Gosh."
(Don't be fooled by my haughty words. My southern-belle pageant-girl self (thank goodness THAT'S over) was mortified. This -well, not the literal conversation, but this sentiment- is why I wouldn't go to freaking 7-11 without a full face of makeup on!)
As an adult, I'm sure hormones have had a decent amount to do with clearer skin. But unerstanding what causes breakouts and taking good, KNOWLEDGEABLE care of my skin has made all the difference. My at-home facial is one of my (til now) best-kept secrets.
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