I didn’t post last week in solidarity with the writer’s strike (kidding!)—- so anyway, I revisited my hot eye doctor this weekend but without a disgusting eye infection this time so I was kind of firing with all cylinders (answering if lens 1 or 2 was better). One of these days I’m going to look at his left hand instead of his left ear because I keep getting flustered to remember to check if he is in fact married. It’s so crazy that my mom told me that I have a lot more silver hairs than I did this time last year and I can’t stop thinking about it. But also that could mean anything. I partook in a lot more box dye this year than usual. Also other than hyperfixating on whether or not my nasolabial folds have ALWAYS been this prominent or if they were becoming more noticeable due to aging, I have remained blissfully convinced of my youthful appearance. Being a woman
literally have been doing intense research on facial tension release re: nasolabial folds