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A Slippery Slope

A Slippery Slope

Last summer when a drunk girl outside a bar told me that I looked 30 (I was 26 at the time), I knew it was time to make some changes. Ignoring years of “Always take off your makeup and moisturize 3x/day!” commands from Vogue and my own mother, it was the slurred words of a future alkie that drove me to make a serious investment in what I long considered to be Old Lady Territory: eye cream.

Not wanting to dick around, I went straight to what I thought was the good stuff – Yves St. Laurent’s Temps Majeur eye cream. I remembered it working miracles for some burly construction worker on TLC’s “What Not to Wear,” so after hunting it down at Neiman Marcus (I’m a true believer that if something is hard to find, it must be good), I forked over the $126 and skipped out of the store, thinking tight-ass under-eye areas and smooth-as-a-baby’s-bum crow’s feet were only weeks away.

Oh, hells to the no. After about a month of using the cream religiously day and night, I woke up one morning with iguana-esque red scales all around my eyes. Not wanting to admit that my Meth Eyes were the result of overpriced eye cream, I blamed them on everything else. I changed my mascara, my eye makeup remover, my face wash, everything. After months of “scientific testing,” I finally succumbed. It was that effing eye cream.

Not one to take it sitting down, I marched myself back to Neiman Marcus. After a few tense, awkward moments where the saleswoman and cosmetics manager thought I was swindling them, they agreed to take back the devil cream and give me store credit.

That’s when things went downhill.

With $126 store credit burning a hole in my pocket, I was seduced into buying La Mer’s eye concentrate (retail price: $165). [Because when you only have to shell out $39 for what you have been told by countless celebrity rags is the ultimate in skin care, $165 doesn’t seem like such an asinine price for a tiny tub of goo.]

Thrilled with the results of La Mer’s eye concentrate (my mother and sisters even noticed), I’m left with a dilemma – once you start using really good eye cream, can you really stop? Is it like Rogaine? If I don’t part with $165 in a couple of months when this little tub runs out, are my (in my opinion, premature) wrinkles going to come back with a vengeance, pissed at me for abandoning La Mer? Hence, my dilemma. Any advice, opinions, or just random thoughts on the subject…I’m all ears!

Posted by Amelia