8 Reasons Why Your Kili-Kili Is Maitim
While a huge pimple in the middle of your face is an obvious confidence killer, dark underarms are just as bad, too! Girls with darker underarms often feel
Shaving. Shaving your underarms is the easiest and most convenient way to remove hair. But when your razor is sharp, it can create wounds on the underarm area. It has extremely thin skin and abrasion causes the skin to darken. Let's not forget that the constant friction when shaving is an obvious culprit, too!
Waxing. Another popular hair removal system, strong removal of the waxing strip can create skin irritation and cause discoloration of the skin in the underarm area, too!
Too tight clothing. If you like your clothes super tight, then heads up, because extremely tight clothing can cause friction, hence discoloration. Make sure to keep your closet full of stylish clothes that are made of stretchable and soft materials to avoid this problem.
Burns from over the counter bleaching peels. "A lot of my patients come to me because of burns because of over the counter bleaching peels. Not only does it causes skin irritation, it can cause skin damage, too!" Dr. Rhoda shared. That's why when it comes to procedures like these, make sure to leave it to experts.
Overexposure to whitening soaps. If you do intend to use whitening soaps, make sure to avoid letting it stay on your skin for a long time. Instead, rinse it right away. Also, it's important to be mindful of the soap and its effects on your skin. Test the soap on a tiny area on your forearm first before using it—especially on parts where the skin is thinnest—such as underarms and bikini area.
Deodorants and antiperspirants spray. If you really must use deodorants and roll-ons, it's important to choose the products that you will buy wisely. Apply only a thin coat of deo and let it dry before putting on your clothes.
Excessive sweat. Believe it or not, but excessive sweat can also cause dark underarms due to friction.
Genes. Yes, you can blame your family for your dark underarms because the excess of melanin in the underarm area can actually be caused by your genes. Yikes!
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I always thought of life, like a bead where each piece makes it worth sewing together with other piece of beads to make a stronger bond and to create a beautiful result. Today, how do we bond well with different people especially this difficult time? As this day challenges us to a new normal, may we continue to bead along positively with our life.
The journey of how I won people’s hearts by having a winning heart
Whatever happens tonight, I am a winner. That was the last line I delivered in front of the roaring crowd. My knees were trembling and my smile was shaking. I wanted to radiate confidence but I knew inside me were whirling storms of uncertainty. I wasn’t sure how to carry on for the rest of the night, it was only the first hour and my soul was already exhausted. I stood in front of an unfamiliar sea of people, I felt uncomfortable as they fixed their glances on me. The stage was bright and flashy as my co-contestants glazed the platform with outstanding physique and beauty. I couldn’t look straight at them because every time I did, a bucketful of insecurity was being poured on me. The whole pageant took about a few hours but it felt like eternity to me. I repeatedly asked myself questions every single time I stood on that platform. My vision was impaired by the blinding spotlights and all I could hear were the deafening roar of the audience combined with the booming music of the event. My head was filled with questions like “why are you here?”, “Will you be okay?” What will others think of you?” “What if you fail?”. Every step was heavier as I continued to overthink.
For a moment on stage, I felt like I was floating. I was staring blankly at the end of the gymnasium. I was awakened by the loud cheer from the front row, I fixed my glance and saw large letters A-B-Y. it was like a snap to reality, I realized that’s my name. This time I could hear the synchronized cheers of people screaming my name. I smiled, walked away from the spotlight as I whispered to myself “let’s do this”. As the curtains opened, I walked towards the stage I felt lighter and different from the person a while ago. Walking was much easier and my knees weren’t trembling any longer. I stood at the edge of the stage, wandered my glance, and smiled genuinely. Flashing those pearly whites took barrels of longtime stored courage from within me. I marveled at how I could see the rainbow in the lights, the spotlights weren’t blinding anymore.
My feet started stomping to the music every time I pose and my hips would flawlessly sway to the music. The roar of the audience was overwhelming no more, it was like whispers lost in the beat of the music. I knew as I stood there, all I needed to do was smile and be myself. My name was called accompanied by the thunderous applause and booming cheers of the crowd. I stood there alongside with other contestants. I was holding a bouquet and a trophy. I could feel the heavy crown on top of my head. However, the trophy beside me was much bigger, the lady beside me wore an even flashier crown, it was the crown of the titleholder. That night I landed the first runner-up spot. My head was filled with “what ifs”. What if I did just a little better, what if I exerted more effort and so on.
As I stepped down on stage, several people rushed to me. They were jumping, screaming and clapping. It was so chaotic that it took me a millennium to recognize them, it was my family. They were hugging me from all directions. When I saw their smiles I knew I did great. I realized that was what I meant when I said “whatever happens tonight I am a winner”. Their presence, genuine smiles, and warm hugs meant more than the trophy and sash that night. For them, I was a star who shined through the darkness of the night. Before leaving the venue, a hand tapped me from behind “Congrats,” she whispered I turned to see her, and to my surprise she was a schoolmate who used to tease me because of my chubby physique.
I smiled as I expressed my gratitude towards her. As I walked away, I realized that I accomplished something legendary that night. I was able to showcase that pageants are not only for thin-looking, tall people. I managed to snatch everyone’s attention with this average height and chubby body. That night started with so much uncertainty and insecurity. As I stared at my reflection, I looked exhausted but I was wearing a different smile. A smile of victory and bravery. A smile that defeated the stereotypes and stigma about people like me. That night ended with a realization that maybe winning isn’t always about winning the crown, it’s about winning people’s hearts and having a winning heart.
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