I very rarely get spots, not because I'm old, which I am, but because I bombed the shit out of my body with two cycles of Accutane in my twenties. There were potential side effects- whatever, whatever- I didn't care, I just wanted clear skin. I don't think I even I had bad skin until I was about 15 or so, and I started to get some gnarly black heads across the bridge of my nose. I guess it was bad...maybe? Honestly, I didn't know it was so bad until my father made a point to explain to me how bad it was. So, I got kind of a complex about it for a while. Please don't worry, I'm not going to go on and on. My dad's kind of a prick, whatever, and now my mom's dead and he's just sort of there in his home, simmering in his awfulness. I'm not mad at him; I have come to terms with all the old stuff. I'm from California; we tend to get that shit out of the way early.
So, anyway, I got a spot this week. Stress, maybe? I have a book (available for pre-order!) coming out in October. I'm appearing at BookCon next month. I have this site, a YouTube thing I'm doing, I'm writing a trilogy, and then the whole husband and kids thing. Very hard on the skin, generally. I dug through my products and I was low on camouflage. Any excuse to use them CVS ExtraBucks, yo.
Damn, that was a lot of words. As you might be able to ascertain from that explosive diarrhea of a product name, it's meant for dark spots, not pimples, but the lighter color really brought the discoloration of the spot up to my natural skin-tone, and it also works well for under eye circles and darkish shadows to the sides of the nose. It also works gangbusters for a bruise left for infinity after a pimple. Results below:
Sorry, guys, that you had to look up my nose as much as you did. You're the REAL heroes.