Iris
A dermatologist was invited to treat our skin. I entered an exam room with soothing white walls when it was my turn. The doctor, dressed in a lab coat, greeted me with a friendly smile. Several shelves were stocked with skincare products, and she handed me a magazine explaining various skin conditions before ensuring the room was well-lit.
"Please take off your clothes and lie on the table,” she said while pulling out a scalpel, tweezers, and magnifying glasses. I complied, feeling very exposed.
"Let's talk about your skincare routine. Are you currently following any?"
Ha, for someone who lived like a maid in her father's house?
"No, I never really considered it."
She smiled and said, "Don't worry; it's never too late to begin caring for your skin. Do you have any specific reac
