I never used to take facials seriously. I always thought they were just indulgent treatments for other people who had all kinds of extra time. I have had a total of four of them in my entire life.
The only reason I got the first three was because I had to redeem the gift cards. And those first three were what I thought facials were all about—someone massaging your face with multiple creams with different exotic fragrances in a dimly lit room with “calming” music piped in overhead. Things like that have the opposite effect on me—I lie there the whole time, thinking about all of the things I have to do and wondering when it will be done.
But a few months ago I noticed that my own trusty daily regimen with Neutrogena Oil-Free Acne Wash™ (pink grapefruit foaming scrub) wasn’t quite doing the job anymore, and I was feeling all of these under-the-skin bumps that seemed to be getting worse, especially on my cheeks.
No problem. I decided it was time to purchase one of those expensive Clarisonic® gadgets that I kept hearing about. However, the bumps seemed to multiply.
I assumed they were just clogged pores, and so I went to work trying to get them out myself. I am a surgeon, after all. But all I managed to do was create angry red scars on my face, and the bumps didn’t budge.
Some of my patients had been seeing an aesthetician nearby and raving about how she had “changed their skin.” I was always very skeptical, since I am a surgeon and never really believed that anything non-invasive ever worked. Besides, I’d had facials in the past—at exclusive spas, no less–and had never really seen any “results.”
The first thing that I was wrong about was calling a facial by Francesca Paige “noninvasive.” When I finally made it into her exam chair, she attacked my skin with a vengeance, spending over an hour extracting all the crud out of my pores that not even my expensive Clarisonic® contraption could handle. Between that, a peel and some fancy lights that she put me under, by the end of the week the bumps were gone, and my skin was glowing as if it were ten years younger.
That was a month ago and I still can’t stop touching my face—even though I know that’s a huge no-no. My skin is smoother and clearer than it has ever been. And I am not dissing the Clarisonic® by the way—it is fantastic for maintenance after Frankie’s initial intervention.
All I can say is that I am now a believer. For results-driven facial treatments that can turn your skin around, Francesca Paige Skin is the best kept secret in Beverly Hills.