What a lie.
Especially in Los Angeles.
I didn’t discover this facial fraud until I was 28.
I started to notice the lines on my forehead were starting to resemble the paper in a spiral notebook.
I remember I would constantly ask my friends, co-workers, really anyone, what products they were using, what aesthetician/facialist they were going to in order to find a cure for my notebook forehead.
Everyone would name similar products to what I was using yet, why didn’t my face look like theirs?
And that’s when I realized everyone was getting Botox but me.
Like every single person.
Here I was spending hundreds of dollars on these products, going to random bootleg facial places, when all along everyone was getting injected.
So I decided to try it.
I wasn’t going to go to just anyone for my first time, so I headed to the plastic surgery mecca, the road to youth, Bedford Drive.
First Time: I went to my derm. Got 10 units. Almost passed out. Had some orange juice. Became alive, and rewarded myself with some frozen yogurt.
Second Time: Went to some place in the valley. Got 10 units. Didn’t have my orange juice. Almost passed out in my car on the 405 (literally one of the scariest moments of my life).
Third Time: Went to larchmont. Took an Uber. Brought some orange juice. Got 10 units. Got a bruise on my forehead, but didn’t pass out.
Really my takeaway is this if you’re doing the B for the first time:
- Go to a dermatologist that you trust- if it’s a little more $$$ than you expected, just do it because there is a benefit of having it done with someone you know.
- If you faint easily (which apparently I do now) bring a sugary juice with you.
- Bring a friend. Just in case things go awry, just like they did for me on the 405, it is better to be safe rather than calling 911.
- Don’t be pushed around and do your research. I recently went to a derm who immediately tried to push filler on my cheeks and my eyes and I was not pleased and rejected his sale.
- Lastly, if you’re going to do it, do it for you. It was a personal choice for me, because I was frustrated with my notebook forehead.
In terms of “plastic surgery” Botox is all Giggles has done.
I think an ambulance would be called if I ever tried to pull a Kylie with the lips.