An Assault on Vanity
A shrieking and wailing city catapulted her out of sleep. The remnants of Tania’s dreams retreated, their threads snapping too fast for her brain. She dragged herself up on an elbow and fought to focus on her clock, but to no avail. The digits blurred grey and her eyes had the sort of hollowed-out deep ache that went with a hangover, but she’d not touched a drop of alcohol for days.
Dragging herself to the bathroom, Tania leaned over the sink and splashed water at her face, but couldn’t feel it contact her skin. Then she looked in the mirror and knew the reason for the cries of terror and anguish from all around her. Apart from her eyes and the skin covering their sockets, her face had gone. In its place, she saw a smooth blank; the work of Dr Hamid’s new wonder cream that claimed to banish wrinkles overnight.
Author’s note: In my experience the more fantastic the claims for a beauty product, the more expensive and full of dangerous chemicals it is. I believe in organic beauty products, used from head to foot, and a balanced diet of freshly prepared meals. Combine this with a positive attitude, creativity, and trying to see the funny side of things whenever possible. Who cares about a few laughter lines and characterful wrinkles? I don’t fancy looking like a faceless mannequin doll. Do you?