In lieu of a November beauty favorites post, I’ve decided to tackle a subject I’m becoming a little irritated by, and it happens to involve makeup and skin care.
My favorite militant feminist organization, Breast Cancer Action, has lightened up on the mammogram debate for the time being, and is now focusing on the dangers of makeup and skin care products. Do some makeup and skin care items have harmful ingredients in them? Yes. Does there need to be more regulation on the part of the U.S. Food and Drug Administration (FDA) to keep us safe from dangerous products? Maybe. At this point, waking up every morning puts you at risk for something. I’m not sure we should be all that concerned that our moisturizer or lip balm might be killing us.
I don’t want to spend the entire month of October harping on the fact that the world goes pink in support of breast cancer awareness. After all, I am aware. It’s different this year because last year, I was in a chemo-induced haze and didn’t really have the strength to give a shit. This year, it is more difficult to escape the pinkness. It is only the third day of the month, and the pervasiveness of pink has invaded every corner of my life.
This essay was originally published on October 10, 2014.
My tango with the Red Death has ended, and now I’ve moved on to Taxol, which is supposed to be a chemotherapy drug that is better tolerated than what I received during my first four treatments. It still comes with some interesting side effects, which might include tingling and numbness in my fingers and toes, along with fatigue, which I was told won’t be as bad as what I’ve experienced, and the possibility of a rash or other type of allergic reaction. I’m not exactly jumping for joy, but if the next 12 weeks will be easier than the past 8, I will be profoundly grateful. In the mean time, we shall see.