Is it my childish heart that can't leave the mirror late at night?

The wind is howling outside, making the window rattle quite noisily. It's already 10:45 PM. Time flies. Late at night, I'm still sitting in front of my vanity, not even washing my face. My makeup looks so flawless today, even the fine lines I've always been concerned about seem to have been slightly concealed, and I feel it's a shame to just remove them. Shy, I've been secretly staring in the mirror, worrying that others might laugh at me if they found out. Actually, I've changed one of my go-to moisturizers since last month. My skin is so dry that I used to get frustrated when my makeup would come off in the winter, but after a few days of diligently applying it, I can definitely feel my skin's texture becoming smoother. I debated for a long time whether to post this, worried that it might seem unusual to some, but I'm finally writing this, hoping it might be of some help to anyone who, like me, suffers from winter dryness. It feels so comforting, without being overpowering. It's a little embarrassing to spend time alone, looking in the mirror, and feeling satisfied, but I think we all want to look radiant even as we age, right? Now, I really need to pull myself together and go wash my face. I hope you all have sweet dreams under your warm blankets.