What a drought-stricken rice paddy in the mirror... It's crumbling thanks to a friend's tip.

I just finished washing my face and sat down at my vanity, and the sight in the mirror is truly a sight to behold. My skin looks as dry and flabby as dried firewood, as if it's been battered by the bitter midwinter wind. It's 8:44 PM, a time when reason should prevail over emotion, yet I find myself faltering in front of the mirror. A friend I met this evening recommended an ampoule and sheet mask combination for her home care routine, and even my usually cool-headed self-conscious self finds herself thinking, "Could I do that too?" My ears perk up like paper. "There's no way to become beautiful without spending a ten-thousand won bill," is my old mantra, but looking at the white, dead skin cells, I can't help but worry about my skin before my bank balance. My friend says this is truly cost-effective skin care, but I'm torn between the harsh reality of having to consider my own budget. I don't know if I'll ever hit the checkout button or regain my composure. Actually, at this point, it seems like the problem isn't my routine, but rather the humidity... I wonder how everyone is enduring these dry winter nights. I'm not the only one who feels dizzy when looking in the mirror like this, right?