Totally Worth It.

It started happening again.  I thought I was too old for this crazy hormone skin craptastrophe (my word).  But apparently not.  As a *ahem* thirtysomething woman, mother of two, with a major cross country move in, oh, four days, my skin began to freak out.  In fact, I think it was direct 'brain-to-skin' communication: my brain - crazy, frazzled, stressed, blah... my skin - crazy, frazzled, stressed, blah.  There was a problem.

So, a few weeks back, about a month after all this began and my usual skin care regime was clearly not cutting the mustard - or, purifying the pores, what have you, I dragged my sorry epidermis to the local skin care source.  Sephora.  I meandered around with my little silver and black mesh basket.  Casually nodded to a few black clad "beauty experts" (um...hmmmm) and basically had no idea what to try.  Which $30 -$60 SLS free cleanser?  "They're probably all the same", I told myself.  It's all a gimmick.  I'm just as well off using Dial.  *boo hoo.  Woe is me*.   But then, there it was.  The Clarisonic Mia.  Just resting on the shelf, silently, yet urgently calling to me.  "Give me a try...you've read all the reviews...I'm worth it...".

I pondered.  I stood in front of it for quite some time (well, not too much time, my mother was feeding my kids soft pretzels just outside the shop, so I had to decide somewhat quickly).
Was this ridiculously expensive device that I had scoffed at for so long actually worth it?  Several weeks of craptastrophe skin basically decided for me.  It was worth a shot.  I was seriously desperate.  I put it in my little basket and collected my Beauty Insider points...

The first week...not much happened.  In fact, I actually noticed a few rather unsightly pimples form (but go away quickly - thank you two rounds of Accutane in HS!  Spots last only a few days if I get any! Woo!)  But the cloudy, lifeless texture of my skin began to transform.  One morning, after a minute of delightful washing with the Clarisonic... I noticed my skin looked "brighter".  Sort of like when I use a highlighting cream.  I smiled at my complexion for the first time in weeks.  "This is nice", I thought.  And since then, slowly, but surely, my skin is looking better and better.  The sand papery stressed out texture is becoming smoother.  The color, more even.

Now, I do sort of feel like a total sell out for basically reviewing a beauty product on my blog.  And trust me, no one is paying me.  But as someone who has rapidly allowed her personal care to nosedive from regular haircuts, pedicures, waxing, exercise, and the like, to usually remembering to floss, I think this is worth a mention in all things mom, and definitely a "favorite thing".  So yeah, I know it's actually Father's Day this weekend, but you know, while you're out, get yourself a little something nice too, you know?