Walking home from the Victorian Skin and Laser Clinic the other day, I reflected on the conversation I had with my beauty therapist. Mai told me I had lovely skin, the kind that was ‘flawless’ and ‘pimple-free’. Lovingly she’d caressed my face, before ruthlessly waxing off the hot viscous sweet-smelling liquid from under my eyebrows.
“You know, we could use your face for a couple of photo-shoots if you’d like.” Speechless, I lay on the upright bed as she continued to lather yet another layer of hot oil under my brow again.
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