Watching someone’s jaw drop when I tell them my age is one of my favorite things ever. Listen, I’m not sitting here thinking I look like Beyonce but when I tell you people do not believe I am 45 years old, it’s the truth. Let a girl feel herself for a minute or two. Honestly, I have my melanin to thank.
My daughter is in raging tween mode and she’s suddenly very aware of her skin. “I don’t want zits, mama!” She has lamented on more than one occasion. She has four teenage brothers, so she is well versed in zits. I remind her not to stress about it (stress equals more zits!) and I encourage her to take care of her skin by keeping it clean every day.
I love my brown skin, my melanin. I got it from my Mama who is morenita and my Pops who has a burnt umber tint to his skin thanks to his Mescalero Apache roots. My brown skin is who I am. But sometimes, my skin and my underarms need some extra love.
I am obsessed with lotion. In fact, I feel naked without it. If I go about my day without being properly moisturized, I feel dry and just gross. Ok, so this hardly ever happens because of my aforementioned obsession, but…
Neutrogena Rapid Clear line. Ever since my sons have started to navigate their teen years, I’ve been concerned about their skin. I remember what puberty was like and how I felt like a leper every time my skin broke out….