The Expensive and Painful Quest for Eternal Youth


Reading April’s issue of Allure magazine, the EIC speaks of the need for self-tolerance and kindness regarding our imperfections and the natural changes that come with aging.  She talks about a self-image that adapts so that we don’t get hung up on achieving a look that froze in the time of our early twenties.  As soon as that one-page preface is through, we are bombarded with articles and advertisements dedicated to “anti-aging,” “anti-wrinkles,” “anti-sagging,” and one depressing description after another (couched in product placement) of all the unappealing things that will happen to our skin, hair, and body in general as time ticks past.

This is not to say that I am above the desire to maintain a youthful look.  Nevertheless, publications like this say one thing-briefly- (love and accept yourself) while spending the lion’s share of their time promoting the very opposite in the most aggressive fashion possible.  This has made me take a hard look at my own forays into the “anti-aging” game.  I purchase broad spectrum sunscreen.  Okay, this is a good thing which will also prevent melanoma.  I use expensive moisturizers.  Well, they have natural ingredients which is better for my health, the planet, and they aren’t animal tested.  All good things.  But the one thing I have no other justification for is my micro-needling treatments.  I feel guilty about it yet I am happy with the subtle improvements already.   a process which has been referred to as “poor man’s fraxel” to reduce lines, plump the skin, and cause a resurgence of collagen growth.

I spent an amount of money I’m ashamed to admit and I allow my doctor to poke thousands of tiny holes in my face with a 15 micron needle roller, after which I apply creams religiously.   When the process is complete, I will let ya’ll know if it was, in fact, worth the time, pain and expense.