It's the adolescent blemish I got this week that will not quit
It's perfect timing too. This weekend is the three day music educator conference that I look forward to each year. It's a great time to gain new skills, remind myself of the ones I used to have but forgot and of course, reconnect with old friends and colleagues. Don't you just love running into people you haven't seen in ages, looking like the pimply teenager you tried to forget you ever were?
I tried my best to cover this thing up with every concealer I owned, immediately resorting to my old self-absorbed ways. I couldn't show up with big red pimple. I'm a grown woman- I wear skin firming/anti-aging night cream now- this isn't OK.
I already went through this last year for Lent and in all the craziness, I've let myself slip back into old habits. I guess I need to get it going again:
Beth, get over yourself. You broke out. Most of the people at this conference have seen me in a lot worse shape than this. (Remember, college Beth= hot mess)
So here you are folks. I've got a zit. And when I go to the conference tomorrow, I'm not wearing concealer.
*Also, I labeled this picture 58 and it should be 57. You get the idea.
