The temperatures rose enough for me to peel off my socks, and at the same time, the sun was bright enough for me to see an avalanche of dry, flaky, under-moisturized skin.  Spring, I hope, will arrive, and it will take every one of the days leading up to warmth to get my alligator skin ready for sandals. My second incentive for paying some extra attention to my skin is this:  I’m heading to a ball on Valentine’s Day, complete with fancy dresses and tuxedos and grownups.  Luckily, my dry skin recipe is simple, cheap and luxurious. The exfoliate part is a simple scrub that brushes away dead skin, and…