There are a lot of things I don't miss about being a teenager: My chemistry teacher's sarcasm, basketball practice, the challenge of sitting in a school hallway in extra-low-cut Frankie B.
jeans (it was 2004), curfews. There’s another thing, however, that I'd like to add to that list—that’s somehow lingered with me well into adulthood.
And that's .Here’s the thing: I honestly feel like I don’t have an excuse for adult acne. I’ve been working as a beauty editor since I graduated college, and with this job I have access to the and pros in the world.
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