What Doesn't Kill You Makes You Stronger

Say some. Not me. NOPE. I've got the lowest pain tolerance ever. EVER. Blood freaks me out. In fact, it makes me a little hysterical. But that's another story. 

So I was going along my merry little pinning ways on Pinterest, when I came across a recipe for a homemade facial mask: 2 ingredients. Ok, I'm down. I'm bored and it's Saturday night. What else would I be doing? 

I make it, kind of awful smelling, but then it started coming together. I was feeling optimistic. 

It started hardening, like any face mask should. 

Then, it turned to stone. 

As I tried to take it off, the feeling was akin to ripping duct tape off my face. 

"It’s a good thing you can’t see the photo all that well.  Do this until you’re all peeled and your face will feel like a baby’s bottom." -talking about a picture of the author while taking the mask off (from the blog post.) 

1. It's a good thing you can't see her lava red face that burns for the next three days.  
2. It's a good thing you can't see all the hair that is pulled from her scalp/eyebrows unintentionally. (So if you see me within the next week and wonder what happened to my eyebrows... you'll know.) 
3. You're face WILL feel like a baby's bottom, however, after the burning sensation dissipates.
4. Baby's bottom= aka, the skin you had as a baby. AKA IT WILL RIP 18 YEARS OF SKIN OFF YOUR FACE. 
5. You WILL want to cry. 

Alright, enough of whining. MORAL IS: DON'T TRUST EVERYTHING YOU PIN. 

PLUS SIDE: this is a good song.