All things Icky..

So the topic for today is all things icky.

Ick 1 -- A toothbrush with a long hair stuck in its bristles (inserted into my mouth albeit briefly). I don't even care that it was my own hair, the feeling first think in the morning made me wretch.

Ick2 -- Flaking skin that cannot be controlled. Being sick for what seems to be the past decade has left me with tissue inflicted dry skin around my nose. I am a complete skin care whore and no product I have used is working. I have tried the netrogena exfoliation tool to sand off my skin, multiple lotions, various cleanser and my skin texture is just not getting back to normal. This means no makeup for me this week which is scary enough in itself. This is due to the fact that the only thing I may hate more than flaky skin is bad caky\streaky make up. I would rather go bare and scare. I may break out the nail file and take it to my face soon.

Ick 3 -- Dirty Converse sneakers. Yes I am lucky enough to be able to sport jeans and sneakers to work any day I like. I woke up VERY late today and literally threw my hair in a pony tail, tossed on a sweater and jeans and jumped into my favorite lace less converse sneakers as I headed out the door. It wasn't until I was ascending the steps to my office that I noticed that my previously white kicks are now dirty beige. I forgot I wore them for a dog outing last week. It is a good thing I am working a half day in the office and the remainder at home because I am feeling a bit scuzzy, no makeup and dirty sneakers scream messy Marvin to me.

Any and all other offers of Ick are being accepted. Any entries??