It’s, uh, on hold.
Turned out the Midwest drought wrecked havoc on allergic
people (like me). Despite daily high doses of antihistamines to combat chronic
hives, my eyes, nose, and throat rebelliously behaved as if I’d played purist
and shunned all medication.
So I’m waiting for frost to kill every living green thing
and for the itching, swelling, and congestion to depart. No point in slathering
myself with new products when my skin labors under the throes of histamine
overload.
Of course, by the time seasonal allergies settle down, I
figure a slew of winter viruses will wage war on my system, yet again delaying
a trip into cosmetic investigation and the playing with an endless array of
colorful facial paints, brushes, sponges...the birthright of women everywhere
since the garden.
Soooo glad I’m not allergic to keyboards, mice, and
monitors.
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