Gackne stickums

Okay, you’ve outdone yourself with this one. I’m almost inspired enough by these awful ditties to actually buy some of these things-- but I’m in my seventies now and acne is the least of my worries.

A word of hope to the acne-ridden, however: As my wise old MD Daddy (who had himself suffered massive pizza face as a youth,) once consoled me as I stared at the mirror in despair, “When you hit forty, you’ll thank me.”

I did. My skin turned fabulous in my mid-thirties and has remained so ever since. Courage!