I realize that Botox, fillers, and all other forms of injectables are really hot on the market right now, but as someone whos a bit nauseous about needles and scared of looking like an actual alien, Ive always been very much opposed to participate in the Botox plunge.
But if theres one thing Im willing to throw caution to the wind on its skincare, so I started doing research.
I requested every acquaintance I have who has gone Botox done everything I wanted to know. Who they went to, how satisfied they were, if it suffered, what to avoid and how much to spend.
This was tough, because in spite of the fact that Botox has been around for like 15 times, a lot of peopleare still kind of hush-hush about it, as if they want you to believe they naturally never age.
This might be good for their ego, but its atrocious for the subconsciou of humanity, so Im here to break-dance the stigma.
No, my forehead is not naturally devoid of wrinkles. But since when is working for something little precious than being offering with it? This is AMERICA, goddamnit.
After months of researching photos, inspects, and prices of different dermatologists, I decided to go experience Dermatologist Dr. Dendy Engelman at Manhattan Dermatology& Cosmetic surgery, who is a walking billboard for her own impeccable work.
She met with me to discuss exactly what I craved done( mainly the neighbourhood between my eyebrows and the lines on my forehead ). She pricked me twice between the eyes with 27 units, and a pair day across the forehead, with 17 groups, and she moved me on my route with a little ice pack to stop any swelling.
The whole happen came to $600 horses, which is a lot, and you are able get it for a lot less through a advertisement online, but Im not gonna Groupon my FACE, thank-you-very-much.
Botox takes anywhere from a three days to two weeks to settle in, and but youll feel it almost immediately. Its kinda like going an ankle weight put in your forehead. It just takes a little more effort to move.
By day two, I was wondering why I couldnt see any difference in the wrinkles in my forehead.
Im exceedingly impatient, and the progress was slow, but steady. It was also an excellent opportunity to practice my photojournalism skills.
Day three I could just identify any progress, which was not encouraging.
I was ordered not to work out for about three to four epoches, as you can actually sweat the stuff out, so I enjoy the time off my exert number by picking up a attire of registering the progressive relaxation of my facial muscles.
Day four was a REAL cliffhanger. Most of the big wrinkles were get, but the smaller ones toward the outside of my right eyebrow were still there, leaving what appeared to be a bulge in my forehead that lookedlike I had trumpets removed.
My panics about looking like an alien were coming true. I hindered remembering to myself, THIS is what you get for trying to look HOT, Rosie.
I was fucking horrified and was thanking everything piou that I had bangs to cover it up, but Id be lying if I told you I didnt get down on my knees to ACTUALLY speak a prayer before bedtime.
Day five was proof that through God and Botox, all things are possible, except for a smaller forehead. The only occasion I can equate it to is waking up as a kid on Christmas.
It was an psychological roller coaster of a few weeks, but I will say this: I am never, ever going back to life without this mystical shit.
I love Botox, and I enjoy my dermatologist more. She did an amazing job.