I got my first lesson about skin care from my gay best friend. Always up on the latest consumer products, he tutored me in the value of a daily regimen, which in those days consisted of cleansing, toning and moisturizing. Life was simpler then. We hadn’t yet been introduced to exfoliants, serums, fillers, lasers, collagen, Botox, bee-stung lips and facelifts. Such skin treatments are commonplace for men and women in Los Angeles. You see it everywhere. But I’ve never been tempted to go under the knife, or even the needle. I’m not convinced that it makes anyone look better. And I’d rather put the resources into a new pair of shoes. What do you do to your face?
Illustration from Modern Beauty Culture, Maria Verni, 1933.