Mask from hell

Today I interrupt my Baguio series to dabble in skincare reviewing!

Yes yes I know most of you guys are about ready to stop reading at this point BUT YOU MUST CONTINUE READING FOR I HAVE SOMETHING VERY IMPORTANT TO SAY.

And that Very Important Thing is this:

Watsons' Blackhead Removing Mask sucks.  Big time.

Okay so it wasn't that important but hey at least I got your attention.

I am, by no means, a skincare expert. However, I am an average human being, and I can attest that by normal human being standards, everyone should just stay clear of this 139-peso waste of money. Unless given as a gift for someone you low-key despise, say for example, a certain tita who never fails to comment on your weight every single time you visit during the holidays.

Moving on!

I must point out that I didn't plan on doing a review on this, I just really wanted to try it out for fun but then ended up hating the product so much. Essentially I tried the mask on first and then did the documentation later as a bitter afterthought.

Okay so first off, here's the offending agent. It comes in an unassuming minimalist package with a cute vector illustration of a girl on the cover. With a mangosteen.

Study the packaging carefully so you'll know what NOT to buy next time you're in the market for a facial mask.

As you can see in the photo, I'd already applied the mask on my face and gotten my two fingers dirty in the process. I ended up making a mess of the packaging as well, evidenced by the various black markings.

As you might have surmised by now, the mask comes in the form of this very black, sticky goo. I hate the thick and sticky consistency, I don't know if that's normal for masks (again, I'm not a skincare expert) but I found it really hard to spread around. After much effort and using up half the bottle, here's what it looked like on my face. (Warning: Disturbing content ahead.)

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Not looking too happy.

The smell is overwhelmingly strong, and to me it smells like rubbing alcohol mixed with the sickly-sweet scent of flowers on All Soul's Day. Yes, on that particular day. It's not a good smell, and it's definitely not something you'd want plastered all over the entrance to your nasal cavities. Yikes.

AND the mixture was SO thick and sticky that not even soapy water could wash it off!

Anyway, once I'd applied the tarry mixture and sulked for about 20 minutes, it was finally time to unpeel the mask and be done with the horrid experience.

And my god, it was a whole new kind of pain. When it dried, the mask had clung to my skin so fiercely, it felt as if I was peeling off my actual face. Like every single microscopic hair on my face was being violently ripped out of its pore. Just like the famous words of Michael Soon when his smooth porcelain skin came into contact with phenol during anatomy lab in 2014: It burned like hellfire. I honestly feel like Watson's could just repackage this mess as a hair removal wax and nobody would be able to tell the difference.

So here's what I got out of the whole ordeal: a slightly smoother face (to their credit)... With a lot less eyebrow.

Oh well, it'll grow back.

 This post was sponsored by Maybelline Eyebrow Shaper. 

(Just kidding, please sponsor me.)