Says the Bulgarian woman, looking at my face.
I’m doing this thing next week that I’m not yet allowed to talk about – it involves TV. So I decided that I needed some facial boosts before I do this thing. Boosts by way of a Botox top up – a lifetime of thinking and saying ‘what the actual fuck’ takes its toll on your frown lines
I do face stuff. I don’t wear make up, I sadly can’t wear heels much since the various surgeries, I don’t have an excuse to dress up a lot. But I do facial injectables – weirdly. I love them!
I look less tired and fresher, I feel better about myself and, I just like it. I feel I’ve justified it enough now….to who, I’m not sure 😉
So cue today – the last treatment I had at the start of this year did something under my eyes to detract from the dark circles. Which it does, but it leaves odd bumps under my eye – which caused the ‘I don’t like this’ comments today.
Which in turn made me giggle. You don’t expect someone to look at you closely and say they don’t like it. Repeatedly. Luckily I do honest
However – I left there with her liking the work she did and luckily so did I. I look brighter, healthier, more alert and not sick. Looking tired/haggard freaks me out as it reminds of the years of illness. And I definitely don’t have that today 🙂
Life Changing Times 