Compared to Singapore, the UK is really the land of dryness.
I'm not talking about humour, but humidity.

I thought I have acquired a really good habit since my teens, i.e. to moisturise after shower + apply sunblock thereafter. Even in Singapore. This is something I enjoy very much for a couple of minutes a day.

Somehow, this has become a chore in the UK, because no matter how much I moisturise, it doesn't seem to be working.

I got so sick of moisturising that I started to believe that apart from the bathroom, every house in such dry countries should have a 'moisture room', i.e. after the shower, one steps into a room or a life-size box with nozzles fixed vertically. One just stands in front of the nozzles and rotate oneself as the right of moisturiser, followed by sunblock, is emitted from the nozzles... like airbrushing.

But that's the not point of this entry.

The point of this entry lies in this picture.

You see the finger marks left in the moisturising cream?
It's a beautiful piece by 'Good Fren' and me.

Being the 'kiasu and anal-retentive moisturiser', I dig my fingers into the cream and skim around the walls of the plastic container. I usually moisturise twice in a row.

'Good Fren', on the other hand, is the 'reluctant moisturiser in denial'. Usually, after some nagging, he will dip his fat finger tips into the cream as if it was poisonous, lifting as little cream as possible, then rubs it onto his face/skin uber quickly to avoid experiencing its stickiness.

Hence, the weird finger marks in the cream as shown above.