This essay was originally published on January 6, 2015.
After yesterday’s post about the continuing horrors of chemotherapy, I feel I have to redeem myself a little bit by posting something positive.
Last July, shortly after my mastectomy, an old and dear friend of mine started posting links on my Facebook page to some YouTube videos made by one of the countless beauty “gurus” who review makeup and skin care products, in an effort to keep my spirits up. The videos she chose are made by a woman who is relatively close in age to us, with a very down-to-earth attitude and sense of humor about beauty. She ends each video with a few minutes of bloopers culled from the filming, which are flat-out hysterical. I’ve gotten many a giggle from those videos, and as a result, I’ve taken to viewing such snippets regularly. I’ve also become somewhat of a disciple of these women, and now there is a growing group of them whose videos I’ve begun watching obsessively.