Mirror, mirror on the wall... stop being so vain.

There was a time last year that i went through my week with very little sleep. Not because i wanted to but because i couldn't. The added stress and consistent deadlines hounded me like a bad migraine. Being introduced to a medication that made me develop insomnia and the sudden inability to consume or digest anything was definitely not a good chapter in my life. But let's move on, shall we?

Shedding kilograms was as easy as breathing, literally. The longer my arse was planted on the chair i could feel the marrow in my bones bruise [ok maybe not so dramatic as that but the lack of protein and vitamins definitely did some damage]. Mainly due to my thyroid.

Remembering people whom i hadn't seen for awhile would look at me and say "waaaahhhh, you're eyes so dark" in other words, "Gee Chrissie you look like shit!" It's funny how people like to point out the worst in others, as though you hadn't noticed yourself. Perfect example is when people say, "waaaaah, you put on weight?" and either you secretly want to stab them with your fork after you stuff another helping in your mouth or respond with a smile and agree. Sometimes, it's nice to be discreet and where white lies come in handy.

I look at photos and definitely i am no Mona Lisa [then or now]. And no amount of eye cream or concealer will disguise the fact that my sleeping patterns were screwed up. Although my sleep is irregular, i would say i'm getting a helluva lot more sleep now than compared to a year or more ago.

Then this morning as i was getting ready for work and Smooks was going slightly ape shit because i was taking so long to feed him. I looked at my reflection and staring back at me was an extra wrinkle... a deep crease under my right eye. [And no it was not an embedded eyelash or shadow].

Remembering that i purchased some duty free earlier this year so i could minimize the damage of late nights and stress, i slapped on some Elizabeth Arden Concentrate Eye cream. Having no idea whether it's actually made a difference but the word CONCENTRATE sounded like some heavy duty eye care and hardcore attention was definitely needed.

Still so young and only 26 but already i'm starting to notice my hands are not as smooth as they used to be. Lines are appearing in places that shouldn't have lines. I partly blame my nicotine habit for the premature age booster. Veins are moving closer to the surface and scars are taking longer to disappear.

Did you know, study shows that by looking at a person's hands one can roughly estimate age. Just look out for wrinkles and veins formed in ones' hands, the older you are, the more blemishes/wrinkles/veins you'll find. So top up your moisturizer!