I'll never forget the morning I caught my reflection in a department store window and didn't recognize myself.
I was 39 years old, but the woman staring back at me looked 52. Sagging jowls. Deep lines around my mouth. Dull, tired skin that no amount of makeup could hide.
I'm a board-certified dermatologist. I've practiced for 15 years. I'm supposed to KNOW this stuff.
And yet my bathroom looked like Sephora exploded. Over $3,200 worth of La Mer. Drunk Elephant. SkinCeuticals.
Nothing worked. Not a single product made a visible difference.