For ladies only!

 

I hate to tell you this, ladies, but when you are buying your precious, overpriced skincare products, where do you think the collagen yout so desperately want and pay so dearly for, comes from? That's right. Dead animals. Now, I'm not sure about you - you may think differently than I (very high probability), but personally, I would rather eat them than smear them in my face...the dead animals.

Not only that, but it's a well know fact, that you get a lot more of that "skin tightening" (heaven forbid you should get a wrinkle, right? That would be almost...un-natural) collagen in a bowl of quality soup (homemade on bone broth) than you do in a full tube of "wrinkle puddy". You get more effect, better taste, a full stomach and extra money in your purse, from a bone broth, than you do from your...Lancome or whatever brand you use. The only ones who will argue that one, is your vanity and the cometics industry, and when it comes to the cometics industry, it's like asking the mob for well balanced or legal advice. As we all know, beauty comes from within. It's not something you paste on your face, with a spatula to hide the wrinkle. And the beuty within you - the one you ate in a bowl and got twice as much of (at least) at a fraction of the cost - will eventually make it all the way out to your skin and "tighten" all your skin...everywhere, including your belly and your buttocks.

It's kind of funny, but as I am writing this, I can't help thinking of my old mother back in Dinkyville, Denmark. She categorically refused to eat anything from the ocean (read:  fish), yet she was popping fish oil pills like they were candy. Of course, when I asked her "why don't you just eat a nice piece of fish? It's a lot better for you", she got roally pissed off at me. 

But whether it's fish oil or collagen, fact remains that nothing beats the product (you are looking for) in it's natural state and and a healthy and varied diet will do the same job you are trying to achieve  by travelling west from Vancouver, all the way around the world, to end up in Calgary. It makes absolutely no sense.

But it's not only my mom who gets (got!) pissed off. My wife does, too. She buys me all these products, from Shiseido to Biotherm, and gets pissed off when I don't use them. And I learned the hard way not to start asking about how many dead animals are in this one particular product. I aparently have to use them, without any scientific evidence that they actually work...any better than "a bowl of soup". I find that funny, because I have always been "accused" of looking a lot younger than I actually am (I'm halfway through my 60's). And the ammount of skincare products I've used (other than cheap St. Ives lotion) the last 20 years, you could probably fit into a "travel size" tube of toothpase, for comparison.

But anyway! It's all your choice, of course. Just like it's your choice if you want to shave off your eyebrows...and then paint them back on again (why not shave your head and paint your hair back on, too? That would save you a lot of money on shampoo and conditioneer, that you could then spend on skincare products). I am just offering you a different way of looking at it. Granted, I'm not overly vain. I'm actually proud of my wrinkles. It took me a long time to grow them. I'm also proud of my sense of humour, though something tells me I'm about to get crucified for my opinions. Sarcasm, you say? Ya, somebody once told me that sarcasm is a sign of intelligence, because it takes quick thinking in conversation.

But each to their own, I suppose, so now I'll head out (on my bicycle) to Amron's Meats in Richmond, and get some bones for my bone broth. I genuinely wish you all a wonderful day. Stay happy. Stay beautiful. But remember, both of those come from within.