Textured and Trying

  The June Glam Bag came in from IPSY! And we have a lot to talk about. I’ve been an IPSY subscriber on and off for several years, but this is honestly the best box yet in my opinion. First off, since I added a bunch of extra products to this box, my total ended up being $78. Obviously that’s a lot more than the $25, but there were some good deals on things I wanted to try, so there. My love language is giving gifts and I love myself very much. The product value I received, when I did the math (I can link the math at the bottom if you want) was about $350. So IPSY sends a lot of makeup and skincare in their boxes and I ordered extra of both, so this post will just be a first impressions/opinion on the different makeup products I got/bought and how they worked together. I’ll add my first impressions of the skincare I got as well, but I need more time for an actual skincare review. Keep in mind that my skin is unique just like yours is and I’m not saying what’s best for everyon...

I have a type of acne called milia. Some people know it as pearl acne, because when they’re extracted instead of being all like … gross … they’re just little pearl-like balls. They’re technically bubbles of keratin that collect underneath layers of the skin but not specifically inside your pores, which means they don’t have an exit. So they just sit there and they get harder and whiter and, roughly speaking, rough . I hate them, because they never actually “come to a head” like regular acne does. When I was younger I don’t remember having them, or maybe I just didn’t notice them, because I mostly picked my blackheads and sebaceous filaments. Maybe I gave myself milia. I’ve read online that they can come from sun exposure, and I definitely get a lot of that, but I guess they can also come from friction, scarring, picking, etc, and I have all of that too. I’m pretty sure my obsession with picking at the rough patches of skin on my face is due to a psychological problem - I mean, du...

     I’ve struggled with a skin-picking problem since I was tall enough to look over the sink into the bathroom mirror - and I have memories of pulling a chair up to get closer, so it might have started before I can even remember. I thought for a long time that it could be my brother’s suicide which prompted my strange habits, mental and physical, but as I age I’m starting to think maybe it was a lot more than that. Maybe it was before that. Maybe it’s shallower than that - or maybe it’s deeper. When I was in high school I picked my face at my desk - this is the first time I think I did it in public. I would feel oil on my face, and rub some of it off onto my fingers, and then my fingers would find patches of skin that were raised or peeling, and I would start to go at them furiously and often subconsciously. It was like my hands liked it, not me. I would actually bleed. My fingers would come up off my skin and I’d feel that cool feeling and look down and see blood ...