The scorching sun from yesterday’s HSBC Women’s Champions have left my face drying up like the Sahara Desert. The glowing red face is a dead give away in office today and if I had a dollar everytime my colleague asked me what the heck happened to me during the weekend, I would have enough money to go get myself a nice car.
Never mind that I chose not to bring a cap along because none of them matched my clothes and shoes, and that I decided on showing up without applying any oily and scented sunblock. What mattered most was that the weather folks had forecast rain and I was (to express myself better) cheated of my feelings. There was no rain, just enough sun to fry an egg and cook a particular person who is foolish enough to go leave home without a cap and sunblock.
I had loads of skin care tips from my female colleagues today given that my office is pretty much female-dominated (hey, I’m not complaining). Heck some even offered to bring masks and aloe vera gels just to help in the hydration process. Sheepishly turning down their offers (but wait, I do feel the love), I heeded their advice and popped over to Watsons to pick up a box of mask to help me prevent peeling.
Since this is my first attempt at masking (and nothing to do with Photoshop) I’m really not sure how this will pan out. I have am even enhancing my hydration by dipping myself in more aloe vera gels, something I use after golf. As long as I don’t peel and end up looking like a Star Trek Klingon, I think I’ll do fine. We’ll find out in a few days time… 
. ~Cross fingers~
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