beauty from a bottle

I have always wanted clear skin but I love the sun too much. I remember countless visits to the dermatologist who always advised me to cover up, put sunblock or stop surfing all together. Such a catch 22, would you rather have clear skin or good times from surfing? Finally, since I will probably never surf for the next two years I must as well stop now and give my skin time to heal from all the sun damage, scratches and bruises.

So I went to the dermatologist who arranged a facial package, which I thought to be exorbitantly expensive and would magically turn me into Cinderella at the ball. After an excruciating two hours, where I was scrubbed, poked and weird smelling stuff were applied on my face, I don't look any different. In fact, I think I look worse, red and swollen. And at the counter I was asked to buy an outrageous amount of facial products that if I don't get will make the painful procedure that I have just undergone pointless. What a ripoff!

All these drugs just to look nice. How do I remember which stuff to put on at which exact time of the day? I can't believe I replaced the momentary bliss I get from surfing for vanity that costs too much!