#comboskin

Like literally my skin is glowing I’m shook as hell. So I’ve been stressed and eating horribly lately…my skin was breaking out and I’ve never felt so horrible. Thankfully, I went to a small town beauty store close by and they SAVED MY SKIN. SO…let’s GET started, shall we?

AM: -INDIE LEE BRIGHTENING CLEANSER…$32: http://bit.ly/2lgKXFm this👏shit👏is👏my👏holy👏grail. Immediately after using it my skin looked more awake, and it made my skin have this tight feeling that makes it feel like it’s actually doing something. The cleanser smells fresh and super pleasant. It’s a steal for the price, but comes in a glass bottle so it’s not travel or shower safe. -TATA HARPER CLARIFYING MOISTURIZER…$105: http://bit.ly/2chjfol Yes, this stuff is pricey, but I have oily/combo skin that’s acne prone, and no moisturizer has ever made me not break out. This stuff is preventative and clearing, and hydrates my dead skin from that time I went super Guerilla warfare on my clogged pores lol. This stuff is worth it! I use it twice a day, and a little bit goes a long way. It feels like nothing is on your face, so it’s comfortable, and it soothes my skin after my rather rigorous routine. It’s also a glass bottle, so beware.

PM: -INDIE LEE BRIGHTENING CLEANSER -CANE & AUSTIN ACNE RETEXURE PADS...$60 http://seph.me/2k0ufd8 These pads work miracles and are gentle on the skin while also feeling effective. They're pricey but packaged beautifully and have high high quality content. Worth it! -TATA HARPER CLARIFYING MOISTURIZER -INDIE LEE BLEMISH LOTION…$26: http://bit.ly/1o0xAUf THIS STUFF IS SO COOL. It comes in an aesthetically pleasing container, and the sediment settles to the bottom, and the water inside goes on top. You basically take this settled sediment lotion thingy and stick a q-tip in it vertically and dot it on your pimples. It really works, it’s a miracle, and it’s PINK. PIIIINK.

I used to think my skin was the problem.

Not my stress. Not my 2 a.m. overthinking. Not the way I survived on chai and skipped meals. Not the hormones doing their dramatic little dance every month.

No. It was my skin.

Every breakout felt personal. Like betrayal. Like my own face had decided to embarrass me on purpose — right before an event, a photo, a day I wanted to feel pretty. I would stand too close to the mirror (why do we do that?) and analyze every pore like it owed me an explanation.

Tumblr makes skin look effortless sometimes. Dewy. Glowing. “I drink water and mind my business” energy. Meanwhile I was out here layering products like I was frosting a cake and still waking up to a new pimple forming like it paid rent there.

But here’s the thing no one told me: My skin was never attacking me. It was communicating.

Stress breakout? My body saying, “Hey. Slow down.” Dry patches? “You haven’t been sleeping.” Random flare-ups? “Hormones exist. Surprise.”

I kept trying to silence it instead of listening.

There was a phase where I tried everything. Ten-step routines. Viral products. Ingredients I couldn’t pronounce. I thought if I just found the “perfect” product, I’d unlock the “perfect” face. Spoiler: my bank account suffered more than my acne did.

And then one random night — tired, emotionally drained, done with chasing glass skin — I simplified everything.

Gentle cleanser. Basic moisturizer. Sunscreen. That’s it.

It felt almost rebellious. Like I was breaking some secret skincare law. But something shifted. Not overnight. Not magically. But slowly.

My skin calmed down.

And so did I.

Turns out, my face didn’t need punishment. It needed consistency. Kindness. Less chaos. (Relatable.)

The biggest change wasn’t even physical. It was mental. I stopped zooming in on every flaw. I stopped canceling plans because of a breakout. I stopped assuming people were staring. Most of the time, they weren’t. We’re all too busy worrying about ourselves.

There’s something strangely healing about accepting your skin on its bad days. Letting a pimple exist without declaring it a crisis. Realizing texture is normal. Pores are normal. Oil is normal. Being human is normal.

Social media filters taught us to chase smoothness like it’s a personality trait. But skin has texture because it’s alive. And honestly? That’s kind of beautiful.

Some days my skin glows. Some days it’s irritated. Some days it looks tired because I am tired. And instead of fighting it, I’m learning to work with it.

Hydrate. Rest. Stress less (or try). Touch my face less. Judge myself less.

I still have insecure days. I still get frustrated. Healing isn’t linear — neither is skincare. But now when I look in the mirror, I don’t see an enemy.

I see a body doing its best.

And maybe that’s the real glow-up.

If you’re reading this while poking at a breakout or feeling like your skin defines your worth — it doesn’t. You are not your acne. You are not your scars. You are not your texture.

You are allowed to exist in your skin exactly as it is today.