Welcome to my new blog. I celebrate in song. I am so very excited and pleased to be back on here.
I know what most of you are probably thinking right now... especially you, men. A skincare blog? Why don't you just put me in a pink tutu, take a photo of it, photoshop me onto the back of a unicorn and send it to Hallmark? Please, read ahead and then decide whether you want to close this window or not.
I want to share with you tid bits about what I do and what knowledge I have picked up along my journey as an Esthetician and a life-long student. I am blessed to be able to educate you in the world of skin; as it is something of divine passion for me. But why? It's just skin. Or is it something greater? Let's go back a few years...
I have always had problematic skin. My larger issues started when I was in my sophomore year of high school. I started breaking out so badly that there were mornings I would wake up in pain, to then go right back to sleep because of what I saw in the mirror, causing even more pain. My mom took me to the Dermatologist. She was doing what she thought was best at the time. Hindsight is always 20/20. Knowing what I know now, I would not have gone. But, at the time we figured they were the only people who could 'fix' my problems, and fix them quick. (There will be a post about why to/not to go to a Dermatologist.) As for my skin, it rapidly improved and suddenly was "perfect".
I say that like that, because my skin was perfect on the outside, but extremely unhealthy on the inside, much like my body (for more details about this story, I welcome you to visit back in a week).
Though my journey was a troubled one, I was never actually 'that kid' in High School, but I felt like I was. And that is equally as hurting. Through my pain and trouble, what the Dermatologist did grant me, was an incredible sense of empowerment, confidence through feeling comfortable in my own nearly-perfect looking skin, empathy for others, and many years later for my passion. For all of this, I thank them. But I have learned the hard way that a quick fix is not necessarily the answer.
To my core I believe that skin is so much more than just the exterior of our bodies.
Skin is the our largest and last organ of our bodies to receive any of the nutrients that we put into it.
It has this divine ability to flush when embarrassed, glow when happy, beam when we're successful, break-out when we're stressed, freckle and pigment when exposed to sun and crease with aging. Simply amazing.
Have you ever heard the saying, "You only have one body, so treat it right."
Well, you only have one 'skin' so start loving it and treating it well. I assure you, it will love you.
My mother said to me the other day, "Jessica, if someone told you that if you drank this crazy tasting concoction while standing atop a cow in a field every third Monday of the month but only when the moon is blue to help your skin, I'm sure you would do it."
And she was and still remains so right. That being said, my skin is not perfect. I am still left with the scars from when I was in High School that hurt me emotionally every day when I wake up and look at them in the mirror. Thankfully, with my knowledge and use of certain products, my scars have faded. Skin is as much physical as it is emotional and mental. My scars have helped shape me and mold me into the caring person that I am today.
If I can help you in any way with questions, concerns or skin-problems, I feel like I'm able to live out my personal duty, and my scars have been well worth the tears.
I would like very much to be your teacher, sister, mother and your guilty-read. I hope you learn a thing or two and I genuinely want to help you be your best you, because that is what you deserve.
confidence
[kon-fi-duh
ns]noun: belief in oneself and one's powers or abilities; self-confidence; self-reliance; assurance.
In the skin I was made for,
Jessica.
