Pores No More

Ya can't make your pores smaller."

I've been subjected to the lecture so often that I can actually hear the nasally whine. But once upon a time an Avon lady who was not Reece (WTF?) gave me a product that I tried and I swear to god, my pores disappeared. So I know that pore relief is out there, it just depends on whether you want it in spackle strength or fairy dust weight. I recommend the fairy dust because it works and feels heavenly and doesn't clog everything up and create more pore problems. For that, I recommend my new favorite, Dr. Brandt's Pores No More.

Dr. Frederick Brandt's brand of magic feels like mousse-light, something like dewy silk that transforms into a fresh, airy powder. By all rights, it shouldn't work on skin past the first decade of life. But it does. It fills pores and diffuses light right back at whoever is looking. This filler and diffision, a/k/a a fine illusion, is what helps smooth out the tone and texture of the face.

No wonder Madonna glommed onto this guy. (It says that in Swedish, kind of.)

But did he have to yell at me first? My first reward for buying the product was a WWFslapdown by documentation:

"clues that your skin is sun-damagd[:] fine lines, a leathery texture, dull skin, broken blood vessels, uneven pigumentation, and age spots (lentigos). spent too much time in the sun? exposure to ultraviolet (UVA and UVB) rays slowly unglues the framework of collagen and elastin that holds your skin together and keeps it plump, pliable, and free of lines.

It was like a checklist of badness from the Baron of Botox, and I was guilty of all of them.