i heart baby powder (and my new dermatologist!)

being someone in the habit of trimming in order to properly wear my teeny bikini bottoms, i have discovered something magical and also the ever-wondered reason for having the hair that i so meticulously remove in the first place. it's for ventilation. because without ventilation things become a breeding ground so to speak (no pun intended) of nasty things. now, sans obsession with having a properly trimmed bikini line, one only has this problem if one wears, say, plastic or really tight polyester underwear. or really tight pants all the time in general. ok, now to me, a person who purposely maintains a well-groomed bikini line: lets just say that being a girl (ie, a peruser of thongs and tight pants) and it being summertime and hotter than normal, things can get a little uncomfortable. but voi-la, the other day i discovered the amazing powers of baby-powder. keeps you dry, comfortable, and feeling ventilated (as much as one can in ladie's garments). so if you, like me, in the summertime suffer with sweat running all the way down your spinal column (and then some), try baby powder! (i tried to be as un-graphic as possible. i apologize if i've been any source of disgust.)

and this morning i met my dermatologist. i was a little afraid, one because i have HMO and they choose the doctor to whom they want to refer you, and two because he had a south-central asian-sounding last name, so i was afraid he might be difficult to understand. that's just the born-of-republican girl in me. but i was wrong! he was this cool guy, with the lisp and lilting syllables one might observe coming from a gay man's mouth on tv, about my age, and gave me meds WITHOUT prescribing me antibiotics! he was really nice. i'm happy they referred me to him.

anyway must go eat and have this urge to clean my room.