I never had much acne as a teenager, so maybe this is payback time. Although I do remember attending some sort of college sorority dance looking like Rudolph The Red Nose Reindeer. No amount of foundation or powder could cover up that Bozo The Clown nose.
Pimples are often stressed-induced, but in my case, they crop up when I'm at my happiest, or, say, ten minutes before I'm about to meet with someone I haven't seen in ten years, or I'm about to pose for the yearly family holiday photo. I can just hear some of my relatives now:
"Geez, what the heck is that thing on her forehead? Looks like a third eye!"
"The tip of her nose sure is red---must be nipping at the liquor again!"
Why haven't they invented menopausal pimple prevention cream? Probably because there would be too many side effects, such as:
Permanent rosacea (Looking like an adult with chicken pox)
A third spare tire around the middle (lookin' like the Michelin Man)
Bat wing fat
A sixth toe on the left foot
Why are we cursed with blemishes when we've already suffered through our teenage angst years? The difference is that these are faux zits. You're not getting your period but you're going to go through all the symptoms of one, like bloating and crying over the Publix holiday commercials---or anything else sentimental. It makes me want to adopt a puppy or feed a child in Guyana.
I've tried dermabrasion and chemical peels that leave my face looking like a freshly steamed lobster. I've heard that some women go so far as to rub cat litter and cream on their faces for a smooth complexion. I cleanse and moisturize, cleanse and moisturize and most days my skin looks pretty darn good. But then there are those mornings I wake up with one pimple that somehow morphs into a riotous gang of color by the end of the evening. At this rate I'm afraid I'll still be ordering Proactive from my granny chair at the old folk's home...along with a case load of Metamucil. Where's the kitty litter facial scrub when I need it? Meow!