en through bolting cloth. Do the same thing with the
oxide of zinc, the magnesia and the boracic acid before adding them
to the rice powder. When all are combined put twice through bolting
cloth. After each sifting throw away any tiny particles that
remain. It is very necessary that all the ingredients be made fine
and soft and fluffy. Add the oil of rose last. By putting in the
tiniest suggestion of finely powdered carmine you can get the cream
powder, and by putting in still more you will have the rose or pink
tint. While blonds, with clear, perfect skins, can use either the
white or the pink very nicely, cream is the more acceptable color
for brunettes.

Consuelo Powder:

5 ounces of talcum.
5 ounces of rice flour.
2-1/2 ounces of the best zinc oxide.
2 drops each of oils of bergamot, ylang-ylang and neroli.

The three main ingredients should be sifted over and over again,
and if flesh color is desired, a little carmine must be added, the
sifting continuing. Then add the perfumes and sift again, so as to
avoid any lumps.

A formula for violet powder is given in the chapter on perfumes.

WRINKLES.

It doesn't matter whether or not you are afflicted with wrinkles, it's
an excellent thing to give them some attention. Freckles are bothersome
and provoking, and red noses make us as cross as black cats, but
wrinkles!--they are the worst of all, for with them comes the sickening
realization that the freshness of one's complexion is beginning to
fade, and that youth itself is slipping away.

It is before the lines really appear that they should be considered,
for then they're much more easily managed than when they--with their
sisters and their cousins and their aunts, to say nothing of grandmas
and babies--settle down for a nice long stay. Wrinkles are worse than
bogie men, and "they'll git you if yo' don't watch out!"

Wrinkles are unnecessary evils--anyway, until one gets to be a hundred
or so. That is, if you are so lucky as not to have troubles enough to
keep you awake six nights out of seven, which seems to be the case with
most people these days. Even then perhaps you can deceive yourself into
believing that life is one big, lovely, roseate dream after all. Worry
is a paragon of a wrinkle-maker. And, by the way, did you ever know
why?

It is not so much for the reason that screwing up the face traces lines
and seams in the ski