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[REVIEW] Badger Balm Damascus Rose Antioxidant Body Oil

Smells wonderful

I have relatively dry skin and most commercial, over the counter moisturisers are either too heavy for my skin, leaving it greasy, or just goes on like water with no effect what so ever. It doesn’t help that the moisturisers was off every time I wash my hands (working in the lab = over washing my hands). It doesn’t help that my skin is a lot more sensitive now after the horrendous allergic reaction I had some time last year. The moisturisers made my skin tingle and itch.

Ever since I found out that body oil is a healthier way of moisturising my skin, I’ve been on the search for a good, preservative and chemical-free one. Most of the ones easily available are mostly chemicals and preservatives, with only a touch of oil. I wanted something natural and after a long search, I finally found the body oils from the Badger Company, where all their products are made with no preservatives and are organic. I chose the Damascus Rose Body Oil mostly because it smells nice.

I’ve been using it for at least two weeks now, slathering it on after every shower. Even though it’s jojoba oil based, it doesn’t leave me feeling greasy; unlike some of the moisturisers I’ve used previously. I was pleasantly surprised that it didn’t make my skin tingle or itch at all. My skin is not dry, flaky or rough anymore. My skin has a healthy glow to it too. I think it’s also making my tan last longer, not that I mind.

I would totally recommend it to anyone who wants to switch over to using body oil. The Badger Company has an unscented and a vanilla orchid version of this body oil. It’s available at local Unity pharmacies at SGD42.

Practice makes perfect

Having friends who are artists and writers is wonderful. They showed me that there’s more to life than just work. There’s a whole world of beauty out there, how using your imagination, you can share that beauty with everyone. They inspire me to write and draw.

Then I look at my own work and I see how awful it is; the stilted wording, wooden characters, the barely recognisable drawings, and it makes me want to give up. It makes me wonder why did I want to do this in the first place?

It’s during those times that I remember that my friends didn’t become awesome writers and artists overnight. They’ve had years of practice. They’re always writing and drawing. I don’t practice as much as they do, so I can’t expect to be as good. Besides, I’ve only started drawing again only a few months ago, after more than a decade and a half of not even attempting to do it.

So I write a little. I draw a little. And hopefully, play the uke again (a little). Maybe, in a few years, I’ll be as good as my friends.

Maybe it's the haramness of it all.

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Dear Science

Remember the letter I wrote to you some time last year? I still love you. It’s not you, my love, that I’m having problems with. It’s the environment that we’re in that’s making me sad, depressed and slowly hating you. I don’t feel like I belong here, to be with you.

It’s getting harder for me to bring myself to see you every day. The people around us, even with their best intentions, aren’t helping. In fact, they’re tearing us apart. I love you but I don’t think I can stay here with you anymore.

They’re pushing me to do things I’m not comfortable with. Things that I’ve no experience and yet, expecting the best of results, just because I’ve been here the longest. I’m going to have to make a decision soon, to leave you and start over somewhere new as soon as I can, or stay and die slowly every day.

I hope that I’ll see you again when I leave. 

Loving you always,