Fright Night

And no, I'm not talking about the approach of Halloween.  I'm talking about my evening beauty regimen.  Okay, maybe regimen isn't the right word, considering I can't remember the last time I used a deep cleaning mask, which may or may not be the reason my skin is breaking out worse than a PMSing 14-year-old the night before cheerleading tryouts.  So, I decided to finally use that sample of Origins Clear Improvement active charcoal mask that's been hanging out in my medicine cabinet for the last six months.

Last night, I opened my pores, slathered it on, and allowed it to dry.  My poor husband unknowingly walked in on this lovely display:

I'm not naked I swear.

And gasped in horror.

After assuring him it would wash off, I showed him this collage I made for the blog:

His response:  "You sure you want to do that to yourself?"

Me:  "Are you kidding?  This is top notch blog material!"

The verdict:  My skin (whilst still pimple ridden) feels much cleaner and smoother, not to mention that I sure did look purty with it on.  And yes, I'm wearing a hot pink turbie towel...what of it?

Hope your Wednesday is wonderful and your pores are clear!

xoxo

Jenny

PS- Thanks to amazon, you too, can look like me.  Because, honestly, who wouldn't want to give this look a try?  I hear it's all over the runways this fall. ;)