Quitting Botox (Sort Of) & Fillers & What I Do Instead

A post from Earl Earl

Like I mentioned this weekend, I’m away, and trying to take some of the pressure off myself this trip. On Earl Earl, I sent out a paywalled post from Your Mom (read it here) so today, I’m doing the same and sending one that went out on EE late last year (its follow up is here). If you’re a paying subscriber there, but not here, you can read it at this link. Or, read all about it here.

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Last week, I posted something that Dianna Cohen (brilliant founder of haircare line Crown Affair) said in an interview for Into The Gloss, in which she paraphrased something I said at lunch with her recently. (Wow if you could follow that sentence, good for you)

Her quote was:

Kudos to her for making me sound cleverer and more articulate than I likely was at that lunch. The analogy took off.

What I think I initially said was in comparing my face to a beautiful pale gray leather couch we have in our house, but the vintage car is a much better comparison. My dad, very wise, visited recently and commented on how lovely the couch is, but that we need to be less precious with it. He said something like, “It’s going to look fucked up for a while before it becomes fucked up enough to be beautiful again.” That was my aha - that was how I aspire to approach aging. And I say aspire to because nothing is absolute. And I don’t want to be crucified if I do go back to putting fillers and botox in my face, because God knows what’s going to happen when things truly start falling apart.