Who the hell would pay someone to put acid on your face and suffer the most unbearable excrutiating pain in the world?
I did.
All in the name of beauty. I'm such a vainpot. I just did a chemical peel and IPL. In case you're wondering if I'm speaking French, a chemical peel is a body treatment technique used to improve and smooth the texture of the facial skin using a chemical solution that causes the skin to blister and eventually peel off. The regenerated skin is usually smoother and less wrinkled than the old skin. Thus the term chemical peel is derived. Intense Pulsed Light (IPL), as most commonly employed by non-specialist medical practitioners and beauticians, is a method of hair removal from the body involving the use of a specially constructed xenon flash lamp and focusing optics.
Last month, I did the same thing and the effects were amazing. So I'm doing it again this month but not because I'm addicted to doing funny and painful stuff to my face/body(Nope, I'm not into candles and whips!), it will have a more lasting effect if I can do this religiously for the next couple of months.
However, I will be looking like a lobster tomorrow and a snake the day after. Please do not be shocked if you happened to run into me the next two days. I'm not mutating, just in the process of having better skin. If you're thinking of dating me, try next week.
The only sacrifice except for the hole in pocket would be the fact that I can't go wakeboarding this weekend. Part of the deal is to stay out of the sun for an entire week. Not tough if you're a Raffles' Place dweller like myself, stuck in a tiny office in one of the many skyscrapers stuck in the CBD area. But if you love a good weekend out in the sea, let's just say, this weekend is going to be tough on me. Very depressing... Think: For the love of better skin.
* The above in italics is taken off Wikipedia.
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