This weekend my husband and I went out for a long-scheduled date night.
We've had a busy couple of weeks, and as a result I've been spending a lot of time in sweatpants, baseball caps, and a general makeup-free look that conveys the simple message, "I am a busy Mom and/or a recent escapee from a hospital for the criminally insane."
And so as I opened my long-neglected makeup bag I was quite thrilled to discover a small sample packet that had been handed to me on a recent trip to the mall.
I won't name the sampled product by name, but suffice it to say that the packaging implied that applying it to my face would result in a surgically altered appearance in less than a minute! A quick Google search of the product revealed that it retailed for several hundred dollars per ounce.
I stood before the mirror, examined my 40+ visage, and realized how much help it really needed. Deep lines have started to crease across my forehead. My laugh lines are ever-more prominent. There are two small sections near the outer-edges of my eyelids that could best be described as "crepe-y". How had I not realized how desperately in need I was of the very product I was now holding in my hand????
I tore the package open, scrubbed my face clean, and spread a thin layer of the contents over my skin.
Less that 60-seconds later I felt the difference. This stuff was like a fine layer of crazy glue sent from heaven to pull my wrinkles away! Not only did I feel an epic tightening sensation, I SAW a visible difference as lines all over my face faded from sight!
I was elated.
Until about five minutes later.
That was when it occurred to me exactly how uncomfortable it really was to have a fine layer of crazy glue covering my entire face.
I mean it was pretty crazy itchy and super tight feeling, and I was getting kind of concerned about the desire it was creating in me to rip all the flesh off my skull with my fingernails.
I headed back to the bathroom and took one last long look at my wrinkle-free-ish face. I washed off every remnant of product from my face and made do with a little moisturizer and some concealer.
The fact is I'd rather have wrinkles than be thinly coated in epoxy. But that's just my review...
...as they say on the internet, Your Mileage May Vary.