It’s time I faced it, I am getting older!  While I appreciate the wisdom I have gained, I dislike seeing how my skin has aged!

When I was a teen, I had horribly oily skin.  I tried everything I could to “dry” it out and mop up the oil.  I used blotters, powder and anything that would suck up the excess oil.  Of course I over did it and in response, my skin produced even MORE oil!

Then in my twenties, my skin changed to combination skin.  I started using Dr. Hauschka which worked GREAT but it was a little pricey.  Then I tried another skin care line recommended by a facialist.  I loved the results but what I didn’t like was how the items needed to be kept at a certain temperature.

Fast forward to the birth of my first child.  My skin changed yet again.  This time it was DRY! Dry dry d ry and flaky.  I was so confused!  I would exfoliate and exfoliate, hoping to slough off the rough texture.  My usual routine and previous moisturizers provided no relief.  My face looked old.  I was terribly sad about how my skin looked so old.

Then I discovered Philosophy’s Hope in a Jar.  I resisted using anti-aging moisturizers because, pffftt… I’m not old!  But it was time to admit that while I still felt like I was in my 20s on the inside, my skin WAS aging.  I started using Hope in a Jar at night and in the morning.  Lo and behold, my dry flaky skin disappeared!  My skin became soft again and it even glowed!  I was ecstatic!  I even learned to like the scent!

I recently had my second child and I was out of Hope in a Jar.  However, I did have a very generous sample of Algenist Overnight Restorative Cream.  It had a nice thick texture and only required a quick swipe of the pad of my ring finger to get enough product to cover my face.  Oh my!  I could feel the product sinking into my skin and quenching the dryness.  So not kidding!  Hmmm, I thought, we will see in the morning how my skin likes this stuff.  I was expecting to wake up with shiny skin and possibly the beginnings of a blemish.

When I woke up, I touched my face and noticed how soft it felt.  Not quite as soft as my newborn baby’s bum but definately soft!  I stumbled my way to the bathroom and I was surprised at what I saw staring back at me.  I looked like I actually had some sleep!  This was on top of waking up every few hours to nurse my newborn!  No haggardly countenance, just me looking like I had rested.