by Michelle Young, Copy Editor In 2019, I thought I found peace with my skin. After years of closely examining myself in the mirror, experimenting with more skincare products than I can count, and using dozens of medications — I accepted the state of my skin. It wasn’t perfect, but I didn’t particularly feel a need to pursue perfection either. I had gone on and off from flawless to blemished skin and resigned myself to a comfortable in-between. Then came 2020, and I had the worst breakout I’ve ever had. It was a pretty big deal. My skin was tender…
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By: Michelle Young, SFU Student At an airport a few months ago, just as I got up to put away my trash during a four hour layover, one of the cleaning staff asked me, “Do you use soap on your face?”…
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