Something(s) Rather Morbid
I just had a thought the other day. If the Mayans are right, 2012 would be the last year of life as we know it. If the world were to end, this time I don’t think I would mind.
Tonight I spent a good two hours researching about harmful ingredients found in everday cosmetics and non-food household products. I found out that 100% of the stuff I use for bathing and making myself up (not double talk) contains at least one harmful ingredient that is either not environment friendly, a carcinogenic, or just downright dangerous to your body.
To date, it has not yet been determined how far along in life one might experience the side effects slash consequences of using such products. The side effects themselves are still unmapped, unknown much like a black hole in space.
I considered throwing away everything and investing in organic, non-harmful products for my skin, face, and hair. But as I was bathing, I thought: aren’t I already exposing myself to possible carcinogenics and environment hazards? My footprint (was it environmental, biological or ecological?) must be as huge as Big Foot’s. Lengthy but whose existence has yet to be validated by Science.
So. What to do now? Aren’t we all “dying” already, anyway?
F it. I’m keeping my lipsticks.
