Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Spa Day

If you're keeping score at home, this happens every four weeks - like clockwork.

Getting a facial is like going to the orthodontist - in a way. You have to go periodically to get the screws tightened, right? Smooths everything out. Look, no wrinkles.

Frankenstein might have had those screws for just that purpose. He didn't have wrinkles, did he? And what about that complexion? Blemish free. That green? Probably just an avocado scrub....

I also figure that with what I spend on skincare I will ultimately save on embalming. Don't need good skin then, do I? Might as well get it now.

Anyway, that's what I'm telling my husband when he sees the checkbook.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Oh, I like your philosophy my friend. I think I'll take a page out of this play book and treat myself to WAY more facials.