Wrinkles

I always thought wrinkles were a badge of living. An honor of sorts, the more wrinkles one had, the more of life they had experienced.

Years ago a friend in Marin did a photo exposé of the elderly and the striking beauty was obvious. The stories the subjects had collected over their vast years on earth, just waited to be told.

Then when I turned 50 I decided to start fighting the natural aging process. Well, up until that point, I didn’t have wrinkles. I was one of the fortunate ones who’s laugh lines and crow’s feet just didn’t appear as they had on others my age.

It wasn’t until I turned 50 that I started washing my face every night more faithfully; used creams and serums to reverse and halt the natural aging process and used exercises to strengthen my facial muscles in hopes of stopping the inevitable.

I tried every cream I could find and although I never saw any actual results, who’s to say what might have happened had I not used them? I tried every gadget I could find and with only a few exceptions, rarely saw that it was worth the time or effort.

The one device I became a true fan of is NuSkin’s Galvanic Spa. I used it on my eyelids and some of my friends thought I had an eye tuck. It took about 6 months of using it 3 days a week (more than that could burn the skin).

I used it on my laugh lines and even today at 60 have less emphasized laugh lines than most who are 30.

I used it on my chest where the years of sunbathing caught up with me and unless you really look, you can no longer see the wrinkles.

It is one of the results tools I still use even after 3 years. Probably the only one I’ve ever used that long!