couple of months ago, a friend of mine handed me a bottle of miracle cleansing oil and revitalizing serum from christien lavin celebrities secret as my skin has turned dull after recovering from a sudden-eruption from being overstressed. i should have knew, never to touch products as such.

they were left collecting dust among the pile of sk II, kose, la prairie and other untouched cosmetic gifts from friends until i found these bottles while throwing away cosmetics i’ve not touch for the last 2 months. itchy ass, i tried them 2 nights ago for 2 days. my face and hair line broke out in red dots and acne like ickies when i woke up in the morning.

crap me. the 10k i spent to resurrect my skin was flushed, just like that!

to confirm it as irritation or my hormone screwing around with me, i rub a patch on my thigh. and you bet, the same kind of disgustos emerged.

squeezing 15 minutes from my jam packed schedule today, i took the stuff to the kiosk counter with given direction about an hour ago only to find the counter being dismantled, and their neighborhood shop told me apparently they owe some rent for months (not sure the info’s true.defaming from hateful neighbors?!).

instantly i thought something smells fishy. condemned skin+dismantled kiosk= x (you do the maths?)

having no clue of who is christien lavin, i googled only to find christien lavin’s blog, the locally proclaimed beckhams- husband and wife team, not a person as i assumed. i was looking at one of lavin’s photo. no doubt, i have to say, she is a looker. someone told me she n her husband are quite well known celebrities in malaysia. heck, it could be my lack of tv watching or presence in the country…i simply have no idea who they are. but there is something awfully familiar about lavin… then it hit me.

she reminded me of the girl who lived across the street with her aunt and monstrous uncle before we moved to theBiggerPlace. i was shipped off to australia before i turned legal, and years later i found out from her aunt that she’s married with a kid when i went back to pack up our abandoned house.

the resemblance of lavin and my ex-neighbor is uncanny. i clicked on further on their blog, to find her sharing the same surname as my ex-neighbor. i thought they are the same person, but their age didn’t match. then my super cannot jadi memory suddenly started working again.

lavin’s my ex-neighbor’s sister.

and just like that, i decided to let it go, instead of sending the bottles to aunty $’s lab to get them tested for what they claimed to be, and get my never-once-fail family lawyer to rip them apart if they turn out to be dingy-s.

so, i simply chucked the bottles away. and whined on my blog about my wasted 10k on facial and IPL instead.

fug me. the wedding’s on sunday, and i look like absolute crap.

shoot me please?