The Birmingham age-herald., 1924-06-04
Home Nursing
Eating For Beauty

Eating For Beauty
 T HE tall, rather nice-looking girl with the .hopelessly bad skin A looked discontentedly at herself in the glass of the subway gum and chocolate vending machine.
 Her skin was terrible.
 | No one realized it more than the girl, whose name was Betty, did herself.
 She could scarcely remember when her skin had not been covered with blotches. It was oily and full of blem, ishes. If she tried conscientiously to go on diet and deprive herself of the foods said to be bad for ones eompiex- ion, she was sure to be asked out to a dinner where truffles and marrons could not be refused. Or to luncheon that was a whirlpool of whipped cream, and French pastry, and bonbons. What could one do? Her own family secuted the idea of skin beauty coming from within, and her mother was inclined to say with resignation that if one was Lorn to be fat one would be. If one was born to have blotchy skin and fifty-seven varie- ties of pimples, one would. So Betty was not entirely at fault.
 
 more eating than thinking. She had never had chance.
 Her eyes, rowing disconsolately from the dust-rimmed mirror, met those of a girl about her own age, probably seven- teen, as they boarded train.
 This girl was not pretty and she was shabbily dressed.
 But she had skin like the leaf of a es,fk sk s,l met Betty's eyes and seemed to read her thoughts-the girl across the aisle in fashions latest garments was envy ing her
 She looked away.
 | The train roared into a station and stopped There was a tie-up and after twenty minutes Betty and the girl across the aisle went upstairs to take surface car.
 Betty found herself sitting beside the girl with the roseleaf complexion Being only seventeen and desper- ately unhappy because of her unsightly complexion, she said ::
 Its unpardonable of me, but won't you please excuse me-you have such wonderful skin! Did it just happen, or do you bathe in buttermilk, or"
 The shabby girl blushed, her skin became radiant and her eyes shone.
 "Of course, I'll tell you" she said. "A year ago I used to weep about my skin It was awful. Muddy and blotchy and sallow and everything l wanted to go on the stake and I knew never could with face like mine So saved until had enough to go to a beauty specialist. She said What dc you eatT
 | And when I said, Everything like she said I thought SO!
 'sShe said that for three days I should eat nothing but tomatoes and drink hot water. She said might have fruit juice if I liked, but nothing else for three laws, and at least three quarts of hot water day. It was terribly hard. l was so hungry at first, and the family thought I had gone mad. But she said it would shrink my stomach without doing me any harm, and that the water would dilute the poisons in my system that were making my skin so bad.
 f"I quit drinking tea and coffee, drank lots of milk and water, ate green vegetables and all the fruit I liked, but very little meat and no fried stuff or candy. l took lot of exercise and walked lot more than I ever did be- foreI and this is the result
 T wish l could tell every girl about it. Beautiful skin is chiefly persever- ance, careful eating and exercise !"