19 May Freezing Your Forehead
“You’re not getting it!” My mom sternly said to me a month following my 26th birthday. It didn’t matter that I’d be using my own hard earned money. Moms always have a say when it comes to needles invading their child’s body. Nope, I didn’t want a tattoo. I wanted Botox.
Following plenty of more mother-daughter bickering over the matter, I left the house with a sneaky grin a few days later. Soon after, I sat in my dermatologist’s chair asking my sister if I was crazy for freezing my forehead at such a young age. “You’re not going to regret it,” she said as I scrunched my forehead up and down in the mirror.
As a digital video reporter, every time I watched myself back on tape expressively telling a story, I cringed. Every time my forehead would crinkle as I applied mascara, I’d cringe. Every time I would try to take a sexy, Kylie Jenner arched eyebrow selfie, I’d cringe. With every facial expression I made, my forehead would crease, even if what I was saying or reacting to didn’t requiring much emotion. Those little lines were sticking around when I was straight faced too. I was seeing wrinkles etched into my foundation.
I’m a dramatic, expressive, emotional person. If you’re a fan of The Bachelor, you’re probably familiar with these characteristics of mine. I wanted to appear calm and composed, even though I often am not. I can’t help how I react to certain things, but I wanted to control how my face looked while responding. Botox is the beauty product for control freaks.
My amazing physicians assistant Jennifer Whitman at the Rockledge Med Spa in Bethesda, MD came into the office and I warily told her what I was interested in getting done. I thought she’d think I was nuts, like my mom. Within two minutes of knowing me she noticed how expressive my forehead was and assured me that Botox at 26-years-old wasn’t the least bit out of the ordinary. “If anything, it’s a wrinkle preventative!”
I scrunched and relaxed my forehead as she injected 15CCs of Dysport (a cheaper form Botox/ Botox competitor). There’s virtually no pain to the injection. It feels like a little prick. It’s not at all invasive. After a little bit of icing, I went to pay. It was only $120 and lasts at least 3 months. So far, so good! Now I just had to wait to see the results. Dysport takes about 3 days to see its effects.
Just about 48 hours after the injections, I thought I was the cat’s meow. I was having too much fun raising my eyebrows in the mirror without getting creases in my forehead. I felt like a total Dash Doll. Believe me, when done right by a conservative, reputable, trained dermatologist or esthetician, you’ll be able to move your eyebrows beautifully. You also won’t notice much of a difference in how your forehead feels.
Now, I Dysport about once every three months. Financially, I have sacrificed manicures in its place. That’s how critical I believe it is to my appearance. During The Bachelor’s Women Tell All episode, I made a facial expression that went viral.
If these are the types of faces I can make with Dysport, I don’t want to imagine what I would have looked like during crying fits on The Bachelor without it.
I’m certainly not the only Bachelorette this season to have the anti-wrinkle product put in my forehead (we’ve had chats), but I’m also not going to rat anyone out. I find it funny that women can talk
so openly about our favorite pimple potions and Brazilian waxes, but so many won’t fess up to Botox-ing.
Sure, there’ll be people that say Botox-ers are image obsessed or refuse to age naturally. But so many of those people are the ones buying anti-aging creams and swiping credit cards at Sephora. What’s the difference between buying a beauty product at the store or at your dermatologist?
You’re reading my website so I hope you understand my take on the matter. If the product or procedure exists and will help me feel more beautiful and confident I use it…and my mom does too now.