I've delt with rosy cheeks for years. My heritage is German-English so my fair skin has always been a bell weather to how I'm feeling.
I flush whenever I'm feeling strongly about something. I learned long ago never to lie about something because my face turned red if I did so.
Angry? Step back. My face, ears, neck and chest would ignite.
And anyone could tell if I'd had a glass or two of the good stuff. I'd wander around looking like a lush (which I probably am).
No...I've pretty much spent my entire life with what the English call ruddy cheeks which never really bothered me all that much until lately.
For the past year my cheeks are red all the time with acne to boot.
Nothing seems to help so when I head in for my "annual" checkup next month I plan on asking for a topical creme for it.
Ultimately, I blame menopause for this.
I'm red when I flash, I'm red if I don't.
Just add it to the list of joyful plagues that the loss of hormones has given me.
To all you young women out there...
Enjoy it while you've got it!
You have NO idea how much you'll miss it once it's gone.