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SURPRISE!

Two blogs in one day.

Today I had a huge scare, if you know what I mean.

Yep, a wrinkle scare.

On the eve-eve of my 24 birthday I discovered what I initially thought were wrinkles. 

Panic ensued.

That is not a discovery that you want to make on your way to work on a Monday, just sayin.

To say that I did not seriously contemplate finding the nearest Botox clinic would be a lie.

I know that it sounds super crazy; Botox at 23.95?! But I didn't know what else to do! 

Come on years of tanning, why did you have to catch up with me so quick?!

Skipping work for a spontaneous Botox sesh was just not an option today, so I went into the office and decided I would do the next best thing.

Moisturize the shit out of my face, and that is exactly what I did people!

I'm talking like slabbing on the lotion every 7-10 minutes.

I wish I could say I was exaggerating to be funny but I'm totally not.

I don't even carry a mirror around with me, I'm not really sure if that is normal, but I already know what I look like so I don't see the point.

Luckily, my coworker happened to have a mirror, which I snagged and kept with me all day. These wrinkles came on so quick, and I had to keep checking to make sure they weren't getting any worse. 

So I moisturized, and moisturized, and moisturized and moisturized and they seemed to be getting better. Whew.

I kept checking every 4-6 minutes just to be safe.

 If I'm already getting wrinkles now, can you imagine what I would look like at 30? 

I don't even want to THINK about it! 

I'm sure I looked totes vain to passers-by at work, checking my appearance in the mirror so often, but if they knew the sitch then surely they would've understood.

After 8 hours and half a bottle of lotion later I realized that it was just dry skin.

Thank GOD!!!