Tuesday . April 22 . 2003 . 8:49am facial trauma I have to decide whether or not I'm going to get a facial. This all started yesterday with my mom. She had mentioned that she had gone to this beauty salon in Chinatown and ended up getting one and a half hours of beauty treatment to her head. I hadn't considered getting a facial, but after hearing her tales about scalp massage, cooling masks, and firming mud packs, I was intrigued. And then she mentioned that she enjoyed the facial so much that she decided to get a facial coupon ten-pack, so she could get primped and shiny any time she wanted. Then, after stepping in a pool of my saliva, she offered me one of the coupons from her pack. I was all over that idea like Cooper on a peanut butter Kong. At that moment, my dad, who happens to be a dermatologist, comes into the room, and says something like, "well, if you're going to do this, do it early enough before the wedding so that I can fix it." MICHELLE What do you mean, "fix it?" BA It's a big part of my practice, you know. MICHELLE What's a big part of your practice? Facials? BA No, repairing the aftereffect of facials. MICHELLE Why, are they bad for you? BA Well... MICHELLE What could happen? Do they make you have zits? BA Well, you know, allergic reactions and dermatitis and stuff. MICHELLE So I shouldn't do it? BA I'm not saying that. I'm just saying, if something goes wrong, give me enough time to work. MICHELLE Aaugh! If I get a facial, my whole face is going to fall off! I was kind of worried about this, and ready to say no go to the facial. But then I realized that this advice was coming from the same man who refused to let me pierce my ears when I was younger because he said I would get keloid formation. Anyway, dermatologists only see the resulting complications, they never see the 99% of people who don't have problems, so maybe in their minds, the dangers of any given treatment is, like a hundred times what it actually is in real life. That said, do I want to run the risk of having red, puffy, oozing-crust allergy face on Sunday, and have said face recorded for eternity on nine million rolls of film? That said, doesn't everyone get facials? Like, all Hollywood stars before the Oscars and such? So how bad could it be? That said, my face looks fine now, why take a chance and mess around with it? That said, if there was ever a time in my life to do something as girly as getting a facial, now is that time. It's the perfect cover. That said, curse you, wedding industry, for making us think that we need any of this stuff anyway. So you see, I'm still deciding about the facial. Yes. No. Yes. No. * * * It was pointed out to me that, as like an ultimate "fuck you" to the premedical institution, I had scheduled my wedding to take place the same weekend as the MCATs. Yes, I defy you, AAMC. However, the bad thing about this is that my sister is actually taking this MCATs this time around, and will, in fact, be stumbling out of this eight-hour exam only moments before the rehearsal dinner is scheduled to begin. That's going to be the best dinner of her life, boy. * * * Thank you so much to the Wellesley woman who sent us the salt and pepper shakers! (You didn't put your e-mail address on the card, so I can't thank you personally.) We love you! I am blown away by your generosity and thrilled to have such a fancy set of spice dispensers, especially the pepper mill, which will make me feel like Sara Moulton on the Food Network. Food is tasting better already. * * * No! I spoke too soon! The weather situation has taken a turn for the worse. At first, it was looking up, as forecasts for Monday (the day after the wedding) had turned from rain into sun, thus increasing the chances of having actual sun on the day of (versus the chancy rain sandwich that we were looking at before). But now it looks like the cold and rain are getting pushed up into Sunday, with forecasts now downgrading to "partially cloudy" and a high of only 57°. Fie! Well, no actual rain predicted yet, knock on wood. xo Michelle Countdown to the wedding: 5 days Projected wedding weather: Partly cloudy with 20% chance precipitation, high 57°/ low 44° |
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Tuesday . April 22 . 2003 . 8:49am facial trauma I have to decide whether or not I'm going to get a facial. This all started yesterday with my mom. She had mentioned that she had gone to this beauty salon in Chinatown and ended up getting one and a half hours of beauty treatment to her head. I hadn't considered getting a facial, but after hearing her tales about scalp massage, cooling masks, and firming mud packs, I was intrigued. And then she mentioned that she enjoyed the facial so much that she decided to get a facial coupon ten-pack, so she could get primped and shiny any time she wanted. Then, after stepping in a pool of my saliva, she offered me one of the coupons from her pack. I was all over that idea like Cooper on a peanut butter Kong. At that moment, my dad, who happens to be a dermatologist, comes into the room, and says something like, "well, if you're going to do this, do it early enough before the wedding so that I can fix it." MICHELLE What do you mean, "fix it?" BA It's a big part of my practice, you know. MICHELLE What's a big part of your practice? Facials? BA No, repairing the aftereffect of facials. MICHELLE Why, are they bad for you? BA Well... MICHELLE What could happen? Do they make you have zits? BA Well, you know, allergic reactions and dermatitis and stuff. MICHELLE So I shouldn't do it? BA I'm not saying that. I'm just saying, if something goes wrong, give me enough time to work. MICHELLE Aaugh! If I get a facial, my whole face is going to fall off! I was kind of worried about this, and ready to say no go to the facial. But then I realized that this advice was coming from the same man who refused to let me pierce my ears when I was younger because he said I would get keloid formation. Anyway, dermatologists only see the resulting complications, they never see the 99% of people who don't have problems, so maybe in their minds, the dangers of any given treatment is, like a hundred times what it actually is in real life. That said, do I want to run the risk of having red, puffy, oozing-crust allergy face on Sunday, and have said face recorded for eternity on nine million rolls of film? That said, doesn't everyone get facials? Like, all Hollywood stars before the Oscars and such? So how bad could it be? That said, my face looks fine now, why take a chance and mess around with it? That said, if there was ever a time in my life to do something as girly as getting a facial, now is that time. It's the perfect cover. That said, curse you, wedding industry, for making us think that we need any of this stuff anyway. So you see, I'm still deciding about the facial. Yes. No. Yes. No. * * * It was pointed out to me that, as like an ultimate "fuck you" to the premedical institution, I had scheduled my wedding to take place the same weekend as the MCATs. Yes, I defy you, AAMC. However, the bad thing about this is that my sister is actually taking this MCATs this time around, and will, in fact, be stumbling out of this eight-hour exam only moments before the rehearsal dinner is scheduled to begin. That's going to be the best dinner of her life, boy. * * * Thank you so much to the Wellesley woman who sent us the salt and pepper shakers! (You didn't put your e-mail address on the card, so I can't thank you personally.) We love you! I am blown away by your generosity and thrilled to have such a fancy set of spice dispensers, especially the pepper mill, which will make me feel like Sara Moulton on the Food Network. Food is tasting better already. * * * No! I spoke too soon! The weather situation has taken a turn for the worse. At first, it was looking up, as forecasts for Monday (the day after the wedding) had turned from rain into sun, thus increasing the chances of having actual sun on the day of (versus the chancy rain sandwich that we were looking at before). But now it looks like the cold and rain are getting pushed up into Sunday, with forecasts now downgrading to "partially cloudy" and a high of only 57°. Fie! Well, no actual rain predicted yet, knock on wood. xo Michelle Countdown to the wedding: 5 days Projected wedding weather: Partly cloudy with 20% chance precipitation, high 57°/ low 44° |
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