So, you all know I’ve been threatening to do it for awhile. I’m a feminist and from a feminist family, but I personally think Botox is a feminist act! I’m taking power over the forces that can turn back the clocks and make me feel youthful -although, my body is tired my eyes should say “hello, world! Good to see ya! Me, tired? Are you fucking kidding me? I’m great! I only need but forty five minutes of solid sleep a night and I’m perfect!
Anyway, yesterday I had 500 dollars worth of Botox shot into various parts of my face including forehead, top of nose, crows feet, and top of brows. I’m not supposed to see the results for real for about a week. So I will post an after picture next Friday and we will see if it’s all worth it.
Oh, also? Didn’t hurt. I let the woman put some numbing cream on my face – even though my best friend Kiz was all, “Oh no, I’m good. I’m no pussy, I don’t need to be numb” for all of five minutes then she realized her mistake, “Hold on a goddamed minute. I’ve been through childbirth, I don’t need another minute of unnecessary pain.” So she got numbed up to the gills as well. And we both enjoyed ourselves immensely. Well, as much as you can enjoy many needles going into your face in succession.
The woman who did our faces looked good for being in her 60’s or 70’s in a Joan Rivers, could’ve maybe spared the cheek implants and weird chin, oh and lip bulges. But other than that she was fairly sane and well priced.
Wish me and my face that never saw sunscreen as a child luck.