So a year or two ago something hit me. It hit me like a tsunami, slapped me in the face. DUN DUN DUUHHH!! I am getting OLD. So 27 is not old at all. I get that. But gone are the days where I can waltz out of the house with eyeliner, mascara and not much else on my skin. In my teens I was lucky enough to have near perfect skin. Looking back on old clubbing photos from my partying days I had enviable clear skin with a smooth, dewy, even complexion and I probably didn't even know what foundation was. As the years passed, I think as a follow on from not wearing foundation in my teens and early 20s I was still blessed enough to get away with just some concealer under the eyes and on my chin to cover my hormonal pimple scars.
