For Christmas, my sister gave me a travel kit of Kinerase products. Because I'm a complete moron, I complained to her that it was for dry-to-normal skin, where mine is normal-to-oily-to Fry Daddy. So I didn't use any of the products until I went to D.C. and needed travel sizes that wouldn't get me pulled off the flight for breaking some federal law of beauty. (Plus, I bet I could really take down some people with skin moisturizer.)
Folks, let me just tell you how much I love the eye cream. I've been lucky, the crow's feet around my eyes were pretty minimal, and I've only in the past year or so wonder if they were going to be permanent, or act like good little birds and migrate. Preferably to someone else. Someone mean, like the guy who cut me off in traffic on the way home today and then flipped me off. Really? Good sir, I wish for you a week of red lights.
Anyhoo...
After just FIVE days of using this cream (as directed, of course, morning and evening) I saw such a noticeable difference around my eyes that when I got home, I called Wade and gave her essentially this PSA speech. Later, I told the boy all about it as well. (You'd think he'd not care, but he can be a bit vain as well, and not just in keeping me pretty. Himself, too!) The creases have lessened, and the one developing darker (gasp!) wrinkle has smoothed itself down as well.
This was about the time I ran out. So now I must compensate with lowly Oil of Olay Definity (also good stuff! But no Kinerase, alas) while I work on my Christmas list.
The moral of this story: LISTEN TO YOUR SISTER. SHE IS SMART AND CARES ABOUT YOUR AGING PROCESS.
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