Every evening before I go to sleep, I take off my make-up.
I cleanse, exfoliate, tone, layer serums, oils and moisturise. It is my religion.
My face is always red and high in colour when I take off my make-up. It’s not sensitive, it’s just flushed, especially after squeezing.
I look at my self in the mirror and say silent prayer to the Skin Goddess.
Please make me beautiful by breakfast.
Despite thirteen years of impeccable skincare and eating well-ish, my acne is still present.
I am now researching different foods to help heal acne from within, reduce inflammation and avoid any food types which can trigger breakouts.
I am going to be beautiful by what I eat for breakfast, lunch and dinner.
In all this time, I seldom feel confident enough to go without make-up in public.
I am incredibly self conscious about the way my skin looks and feel as though people expect me to look a certain way.
I am still working on building my confidence, so that I can wear less make-up and gradually evolve into the bare faced beauty blogger.
But for now, each morning before anyone sees me, I apply my mask of make-up and become beautiful by breakfast time.