During the Winter

It's very rare that I use anything on my face in the summer months other than sun screen. but, when the winter months arrive, my skin gets really dry and my face is no exception, so I'm constantly applying a face cream to my face.

And unfortunately, because my skin is so dry, I've probably tried just about every facial cream there is on the market, that's of course reasonably priced. No matter how dry my skin gets, I just can't see paying more than $10 for any moisturizer, no matter how great they claim to be.

But, I have been known to shop the clearance section of our local drugstore for products they no longer have room for on the shelve. I've gotten some pretty pricey face creams, moisturizers, shampoos and conditioners for less than $10! How insane is that???

Realization

She reached for the face moisturizer in the cabinet, opened the lid and applied the cream to her face and neck.

In all honesty, she really didn't mind the beauty regimen for the most part. She just wished her husband wasn't so demanding with everything that she did. She replaced the lid on the jar and placed it back in the cabinet. Her stomach growled and a hunger pain shot through her like nothing she'd ever experienced.

The sudden thought of sneaking a sandwich from the kitchen crossed her mind for a brief moment until the realization that he'd know, he always knew, brought her back to reality. You're fat. His harsh words haunted her like a ghost seeking revenge and she suddenly found herself reaching for the pills in the cabinet, just to please him.

The Woman in the Mirror

She applied the face cream with a gentle touch and stared back at the woman in the mirror. It would be a long time before a man ever loved that face again. If he ever could. She let out a deep sigh and placed the lid on the container of cream.

At least the fire hadn't destroyed her completely and the child had been okay. The child was what really mattered. He'd been playing in an abandoned building when she got the call on her radio. She'd been the first at the scene and when she'd heard the child screaming for help, she knew she couldn't wait for the firetrucks to arrive.

She'd entered the building without hesitation, without a second thought and found the child huddled in the corner, surrounded by a thick blanket of smoke. She'd seen the orange blaze of the fire nearby, but had never noticed the beam above her until it was too late. By the time the beam had come crashing down she'd glanced up just as the fire seared into her face. But at least she'd gotten the child out and that was all that mattered.

Now as she looked back at the woman in the mirror once more she saw a slight smile and gasped. The scars that had bared its markings across her face were slowly fading before her eyes. The lips that were once a partial hideous scar were beautiful and smooth. It was as if that fire had never touched her face. How could this be she wondered? How?

She touched her face knowing full damn well someone had to be playing a cruel joke on her. This simply was not possible.But just as the woman in the mirror had looked, her face showed no signs of ever being burned by a fire.

What had she done to change her destiny. She hadn't done anything out of the ordinary. She went to the flea market and had purchased the beauty cream from the old lady. She hadn't meant to really, but she needed to get out of the apartment and her love for flea markets seemed like the best thing.

But then when she saw the elderly lady smiling a gentle smile as she walked past her booth she decided to stop. It was strange because she'd walked past every booth but hers, afraid that someone would stare at her or jump back in fear. But the elderly lady had the kindest eyes and seemed sweet, so she'd stopped and browsed at her beauty products.

"You have such a lovely face, dear. Why don't you try this one." The old lady had picked up the jar of beauty cream and offered it to her. "I don't think so. I don't think I need it." She'd said to her. "Nonsense." So she'd purchased the jar just to please the old lady and brought it home.

And it was just then that she realized that she'd never really taken a good look at her purchase. God. For all she knew it could be some form of acid that could eat away her skin. She knocked that silly notion away from her mind and picked up the jar. It read, Miracle Cream. For the Hero Who Saved My Grandchild.

Lowlights, facial brighteners, ohhh my!!!!!!!

Okay,

So my recent article research has been on lowlights. So far it's interesting reading since it was something I wasn't very familiar with. It will definitely be an interesting article to write about.

Lately, most of the articles I right, I've been checking out the

ideas for myself. One I did a while back was about facial brighteners. Well, after writing the article I decided I wanted to try them, so when my fiance and I ventured out to our local wal-mart I decided to hunt them down. End the end my fiance even got in on the search.lol Turns out wal-mart doesn't carry the stuff, so it looks like if I really want to purchase a facial brightener I'll be looking for it elsewhere.

Now that I am writing an article on lowlights, I am seriously considering having those done. I was talking to a friend who has lowlights and she left me with a positive note, so who knows!