A lot of people have asked me about Botox – how long I have done it, do I recommend it, what does it do to me, and on and on. I have always been loud and proud in my praise of Botox, but pictures will always speak louder than words.
Just so you have all of the details, I am wearing only Laura Mercier Tinted Moisturizer (on entire face), MAC Paint Pot in Barely There (on eyes), Maybelline Great Lash Mascara (on eyelashes) and MAC Lipstick in Blankety (on lips). Normally with my melasma (and especially with the black eyes I seem to be sporting today) I would have a lot more makeup on, but I wanted you to be able to see all of the lines pretty clearly to get a good idea of what we are working with here. That being said, I didn’t want to go completely natural… Don’t want to scare everyone away!
So I present you, close up and in minimal makeup, an almost 35 year-old’s face.
The above image is of me doing a “natural” smile. You can see that I have fine lines under my eyes, but not much else. Below I am giving you the biggest smile possible. More intense lines form under my eyes, but I don’t get any of the crow’s-feet that normally accompany such a wide grin. I think it looks pretty natural, but you can be the judge.
Below, I am doing my “thinking very hard” face. Clearly, I am never getting an acting gig as I just look constipated. So if I am concentrating or constipated, you can see that my eyebrows still move but my forehead remains line free.
Now the one below is kind of funny (and showcases the most unnatural of all faces) – my surprised/interested face. I am using all of my might to lift my eyebrows up. No movement on the forehead, but that left eyebrow seems to be trying to make a break for it (but not getting too far). Mind you, even when I am completely surprised, I would never strain my forehead this much. So hopefully people don’t call me “crazy eyebrow lady” behind my back… Then again, I have probably been called worse.
Below is my stern face. Why I feel the need to make a trout pout when doing this face is beyond me. (Speaking of lips, I don’t do anything to those. They are pretty full naturally and I don’t want to look like a target for a Gorton’s Fisherman any more than I already do.) As you can see, the skin between my eyes is scrunching a teeny tiny bit, as is the skin above my eyebrows, but not much other movement.
And so you have it. I have been doing Botox for four years now and feel really great about how I am aging. I am not trying to completely paralyze my face and acknowledge that the fine lines are still very much creeping up on me. I will never look 20-something again and that is okay with me. I am just trying to look “good” for my age.
And before I forget to mention, all of those pictures above were taken by Pickle. I set up the tripod and positioned the camera, then let her do the directing. Not too shabby and it entertained her for at least 10 minutes. I even managed to get her to pose for me on camera.
Apparently the constipated look runs in the family.