ImaxTree
I’m not sure where my fear of facials stems from, exactly. I think it has something to do with the first?and only?time I’ve ever gotten my eyebrows waxed.
I went along with some friends who were getting it done when I was in seventh grade, and while all of them walked away looking relatively presentable, I ended up with a forehead that was fire-engine red and inflamed for hours. (Pre-bangs and with a middle schooler’s capacity for mortification, this was a traumatizing experience.) I assumed a facial would have approximately result?except, you know, over my whole entire face.
I’ve also been fortunate to have pretty unfussy skin my whole life?no major breakouts, just the odd pimple, dry patch, or instance of random red blotchiness?and for a long time, I harbored a somewhat delusional idea that the best way to make sure nothing bad happened was to do nothing at all, partially out of laziness, partially out of a penchant for conspiracy theory. What if the people at Clean & Clear actually want to *give* me acne so I have to keep buying their stuff forever" So, for a long time, it was makeup removing wipes, some moisturizer when I really needed it, but that’s it. MORE: Expert Tips for Picking the Right Facial For Your Skin
What finally lured me over (cautiously) into the land of skin care aficionados was taking my first real magazine job. It seemed silly to keep doing the bare minimum when I was surrounded by miracle-promising prod...