It’s not a secret that I don’t have great skin. Acne is a condition that I’ve been dealing with for over 10 years, and I talk about it fairly frequently here and in my daily life.
Two months ago, I started earnestly on a regimen of prescription Retin-A, which, if you don’t know, is a wonderful and terrible medication that treats acne by significantly increasing the rate of skin cell turnover. It’s wonderful because it works. It’s terrible because it spends weeks, or sometimes even months, essentially exhuming your face of any and every possible future pimple, bringing them all to the surface in the Breakout to End All Breakouts that is known throughout internet skincare forums as the Retin-A Uglies or, more elegantly, the Purge.
All that is to say, my face is a purge planet right now. Every day I wake up with little white pus-filled pimples all around my mouth that pop and bleed at the slightest provocation. It’s tough to deal with, but I know that I need to push through this phase if I ever want to see the glassy cherub face that surely waits for me on the other side.
To distract myself from the uglies, I’ve been trying to have more fun with outfits and makeup. Eyeshadow is my go-to for days when the acne is particularly bad, because in my mind, it draws the eye up and away from my mouth, where the majority of my pimples are concentrated. Today, though, I went for a sparkly green shade I rarely ever wear, and by the time I realized it was too much, it was too late to take it off and start again. I just had to roll with the 80’s vibe and head to work like I planned it that way.
My face when I realized it was too late to abandon ship.
I think the real nail in the coffin was that I matched my eyeshadow to my blazer pretty much exactly, and a lot of people noticed and mentioned it. Normally I don’t mind being a little extra at the office – I like compliments! What can I say? – but today I felt like I was wearing a costume.
Here’s the outfit sans eyeshadow. Actually kind of chic, I think!
I’m wearing a blazer from Goodwill, a thrifted J.Crew cami, and a thrifted Eileen Fisher skirt. My shoes are from Everlane.
Before I sign off for the evening, I would just like to ask that you please not offer me any acne advice in the comments. Remember that this has been on my mind (and face) for ten years, and that I’ve read it all, tried it all, and have opinions on it all. I have a doctor. I treat my acne like the medical condition that it is. Thank you in advance for not telling me to go vegan or attempt DIY alchemy on my face.
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