BEAUTY MASK

My husband Steven was walking past the bathroom just as I was applying my new facial mask. He stopped and leaned against the doorway. “Oh geez, what's this one do?”

“It's a bamboo, charcoal infused sheet mask that once it's activated will give me an oxygenating and tingling 3D bubble experience!” I was smoothing the mask against my skin making sure it was laying flat.

Steven started to laugh. “How do you activate it and what's the 3D suppose to mean?”

I shrugged my shoulders. “You activate it by wetting your face first and I'm not sure what the 3D part is all about.” I turned around and leaned against the sink. “But it's suppose to happen within the first few seconds.” I could feel the mask tingling on my face.

“It's turning all soapy looking.” Steven said as he pointed to my face.

I turned around and looked in the mirror. “See! It's working!” I picked up the package that it came in and turned it over to read it to him. “It says that in only three minutes I'll be invigorating and detoxifying all while I'm removing my make-up!” I looked in the mirror and held up the package for him to see. “It not only says it in English but the directions are in French too!” I smiled at him and put the package back on the sink before turning around again. “For some reason I like that it's in French.” I shrugged my shoulders. “It makes me happy.”

By now the bubbles had completely covered the mask and were beginning to drip onto my bathrobe. “Ooh, this one's a little messy.” I scooped the bubbles off my robe and turned on the faucet to rinse off my hand. I took another peek in the mirror. “Well, it's certainly working!”

“Yeah, you're covered in soap all right.”

I could see in the mirror that Steven was shaking his head behind me. “Just one more minute and I'll be all done!” Which by now I was happy about because the bubbles were beginning to drip into my eyes. I squeezed my eyes shut so no more bubbles could drip in. “Yup, almost there!” I said as I took a deep breath.

“Are you okay?” Steven asked sounding concerned.

“Just a little burning in the eyes, that's all.” I tried to sound dismissive but my eyes were really starting to hurt. “Okay, I think the time is up!” I pulled the mask off, wiping the bubbles away from my eyes before taking a peek in the mirror. “Wow! That's a lot of bubbles.” I turned the faucet on and began rinsing my face.

Steven reached around me and picked up the mask package from the sink. “It looks like maybe you just soaped up your face too much.” He began reading the package. “Did you even look to see what the ingredients were?”

“Of course I did!” I took a towel and began patting my face dry. “It's got green tea and...” I shook my head. “I don't know. A whole bunch of other stuff.” I hung the towel up and looked over at him. “Did I mention it's also in French?”

Steven laughed. “You did.” He shook his head again before tossing the package back on the sink. “If you're happy, then I'm happy.”

“I am happy.” I touched my cheek. “It feels so clean and smooth.”

“Well it should with the amount of soap you had on it!” Steven leaned over to give a quick kiss on my cheek. “You're right it is smooth. But your eyes are all red now.”

I smiled as I picked up the package and tossed it in the trash. “What can I say? Sometimes beauty hurts.”