Between never putting on sunscreen, never re-applying, getting shit sleep, tanning, or whatever other abrasive skincare routines you have going, it’s no wonder some of you might end up looking like a crypt keeper by the time you’re 30. And yes, this includes everyone of every skin color under the sun (haha, see what I did there?).
Ah yes, the “moving to a new city” stage of life. I am proud to say I have made it to this typical yet exciting part of my chapter. As common as it is (most would call it the mid-life crisis identity), it is definitely the most fulfilling thing one can do.
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