Mask, Mask, Mask

One of the most ever changing things in my routine, granted probably the only thing that frequently changes, are face masks. Everything else is consistent, but a face mask? Oh boy kids, what do we have planned for tonight?? You’re eating meatloaf for dinner? Well I’m slathering my face in some bizarre colored goo or paste to help my complexion look like yours even though you’re only eight years old. I’ve tried dozens but there’s a few that hold a place in my heart and under my bathroom sink.