If it Ain't Broke, Don't Fix It

Or, how I totalled my skin by being an impressionable idiot. Recall that a couple of months ago I attempted to do a mini-skincare overhaul after stalking Caroline Hirons's blog. Yeah. Not my most brilliant moment. I am sure her recommendations work for a lot of women, but I unfortunately am not one of them.

Suffice to say that I just woke up one day with five cystic pimples. FIVE. Strategically positioned for maximum visibility, and shrouded in some sort of concealer repellant. Seriously, I tried everything in my makeup drawer, and I invariably ended up with a shiny angry red volcano surrounded by a ring of goop. Horrifying is an understatement.

Thankfully I managed to get things under control in a little more than a week.

SOS Clindamycin Phosphate, Proactiv Revitalizing Toner, La Roche-Posay Effaclar Duo, and my good ol' Clarisonic Mia

After years of battling acne, I eventually figured out what works for my skin (very thorough cleansing, clindamycin, glycolic acid and salicylic acid) and what doesn't (benzoyl peroxide). Most of the products I have already blogged about previously; the only newbie is the La Roche Posay Effaclar Duo. I have the European version, which is benzoyl-peroxide free, so it can double as a moisturiser for combination to oily skin. It's a bit drying, this routine, so I wouldn't recommend it for everyday, but it is quite effective.

I still have some scarring to deal with, only because I am a picker. I know, I know, you should never ever ever pick on pimples. But I think it has long been established that I am completely devoid of EQ.

Anyway, the point is, after all the time I have spent dabbling on skincare I should have known better. Do remind me when I start mooning over products again.

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