One of my biggest pet peeves about my skin has
always been the fact it can start looking like a well-greased frying pan even
in an air-conditioned room. It has always been that way since childhood up
until now. As a self-declared “girlie-girl”, I’ve always been really conscious
about it. Whereas other kids were busy frolicking their youth away, my friends
and I were trying to achieve and maintain the “cool face”. We tried everything to no avail. Washing our
faces multiple times before the end of lunch break in primary school, we desperately
hoped that if we washed enough times, our sebaceous glands would subsequently
cease to exist.