I have an oily skin and I sweat a lot. The combination is not very pleasant, especially in the coastal region.It didn't bother me much, except for the necessity of always carrying a big hanky. My mother on the other hand was very worried about my rundown looks and one of her constant cribs was that I didn't want to use face powder, which I hated. Anyway, one day I told Renu about my troubles, saying I was envious of her dry skin. She said in the long run it was better to have an oily skin and that if we met after a couple of decades, I would look much younger than her. I felt better.
Today is her birthday and I'll never have the chance to compare our skins. It feels like she broke a promise.
Today is her birthday and I'll never have the chance to compare our skins. It feels like she broke a promise.
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