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May. 5th, 2005 10:50 am"If you want to be a star, you better behave like one."
This is the tagline on the Velvet Goldmine poster that's framed over my desk. I oddly don't notice it that much, rarely look up, rarely think about the line -- except when I've behaved badly generally... I think "I bet this is what people think I mean by this, that it's an excuse for my bad behavior," but it's not.
Today I went to Skinklinic with a gift certificate I was given at a benefit I was comped to. I had a glycolic acid treatment and they took all these scary photos of my face that showed all the damage stuff -- from UV stuff under the surface, to the ongoing redness (apparently I do actually have rosacea and it may be aggravated by what I eat, so much so I never noticed food affecting it, because of the constancy with which I eat trigger foods), wrinkles (which are obviously minimal and are showing up in a really funny place, but not anywhere I was worried about), pores, etc etc etc.
So anyway, I had this crazy expensive treatment done at this crazy clinic in the same building I had my orthadonture done for 7+ years. That was weird -- it was in the back, through the garden, past this weird little reflecting pool thing... and there was cheesy European disco playing... and it was so somewhere between the sense of "real celebrity life" and "wow, this is so Zoolander."
My skin feels fabulous, but is obviously tender. We'll see if this matters in a few days... we'll see if I go back when I'm more flush with cash.
As with all things, there's a story in here.
This is the tagline on the Velvet Goldmine poster that's framed over my desk. I oddly don't notice it that much, rarely look up, rarely think about the line -- except when I've behaved badly generally... I think "I bet this is what people think I mean by this, that it's an excuse for my bad behavior," but it's not.
Today I went to Skinklinic with a gift certificate I was given at a benefit I was comped to. I had a glycolic acid treatment and they took all these scary photos of my face that showed all the damage stuff -- from UV stuff under the surface, to the ongoing redness (apparently I do actually have rosacea and it may be aggravated by what I eat, so much so I never noticed food affecting it, because of the constancy with which I eat trigger foods), wrinkles (which are obviously minimal and are showing up in a really funny place, but not anywhere I was worried about), pores, etc etc etc.
So anyway, I had this crazy expensive treatment done at this crazy clinic in the same building I had my orthadonture done for 7+ years. That was weird -- it was in the back, through the garden, past this weird little reflecting pool thing... and there was cheesy European disco playing... and it was so somewhere between the sense of "real celebrity life" and "wow, this is so Zoolander."
My skin feels fabulous, but is obviously tender. We'll see if this matters in a few days... we'll see if I go back when I'm more flush with cash.
As with all things, there's a story in here.
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Date: 2005-05-05 04:41 pm (UTC)no subject
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