Tomorrow I have an appointment with a new doctor, a dermatologist. I need him to look at some stuff on my face and tell me if I have skin cancer.
I do not need him to look at the wrinkles, the pimples, the giant pores that rival any middle east nation in their oil-producing capabilities or the spider veins on my cheeks.
I am interested in not having skin cancer. I am not interested in micro-dermabrasion, botox injections, chemical peels or laser treatments.
I am getting older, I understand. I have to be careful with make up settling into the lines under my eyes. I get it. My hormones are flip flopping all over the place, leading to bouts of dry skin and bouts of acne that would rival any teen's. Fine.
I am not interested in spending good money to pretend that I'm still 20 or even 30. Deal with it youth-obsessed America!
I do, however, have one conceit and will be interested in learning how effective and how expensive Vaniqa will be. Because the site is offering a $60.00 coupon and I'm pretty sure it isn't going to be covered by my insurance.
Thor sez: But whiskers are beautiful!