Some of you think that I am a liar. (Okay, I may lie to my husband about how much things cost, but I never lie to you all!) I have been saying for years what terrible skin I have, but nobody believed me. I have always done a really good job wearing sunscreen and (most of all) wearing makeup. You really can cover up many sins with a great foundation, but the underlying problem is still there.
The reason that nobody knew how bad my skin could get is not just that I hid my skin, I actually hid myself. If there was something that makeup just wouldn’t work on, I wouldn’t go out in public that day. I would cancel plans. I would not show up. And that is NOT a good way to go through life, my friends.
The images below are painful to look at, but not nearly as much as they were to live with. The picture on the right was taken while I was undergoing my Accutane treatment. The picture on the left was taken after… AFTER! (It was also taken after I got upper lip fillers, but even that nonsense wasn’t hiding that skin.) I went through five months of absolute agony to reemerge with skin questionably worse than I started. It was like going through ten months of pregnancy to reemerge with… a baby. And we all know I’m not doing that sh*t again.
After undergoing the misery of Accutane only to have my grossness return, I was beyond sad and beyond hopeless. So I let my sorority sister sell me Rodan + Fields products. If you know anything about me, you know how I absolutely DETEST the multi-level marketing sales approach. If you send me a “party” invite on Facebook, you immediately get unfollowed. If you post sales notices or pictures of your products, I may turn my voodoo doll on you (my voodoo doll is the kind that is supposed to ward off my fat, so we all know it doesn’t really work). But desperate times call for desperate measures, so I bought in. (It also didn’t hurt that my sis has to die for skin and my own chichi dermatologist promoted R+F products. No, I am not much of a risk taker.)
Now, eight months later, I am more than bought in. I am hooked. My acne is GONE. The scars that dotted my face from years and years of damage are smoothed over and lightened. My skin GLOWS. (In these photos – above and below – I am wearing NO makeup. There is no filter or special lighting. I had no help from Photoshop. This is me.)
These results didn’t take eight months to achieve; I would say I saw complete results in less than three. Why wait to tell you all my story? Well, I am a cynic and I was just waiting for the products to fail me. I actually tried almost every single product in the R+F catalog wanting to find something to hate. And when it didn’t happen, I knew that I had to share the results.
What I didn’t want to share was the sales pitches or inspiring cat memes that you can sometimes get with buying (or even inquiring about) products from “friends”. That is so not me. I am all about helping people find their best self through my own brutally honest perspective and experiences. If I wouldn’t use it myself, I wouldn’t recommend it for you. And if you don’t want any recommendations at all, that’s cool too. (Except for One Direction. I highly recommend them and have no problem pushing Harry Styles on your ass. Deal with it.)
So… if you have interest in finding out if these products (or any of the zillions of other things I have tried over the years) might work for you, just drop me a note at email@example.com and tell me your troubles. You can also always check out the R+F product line at my “Skin Store” link found on the left column of this website.
Now that I feel so much better about myself and my skin as I continue to age, I can really start to focus on the truly important stuff in life. Like figuring out how Sam Taylor nabbed Aaron Johnson.