How My Mom Suckered Me Into Seeing a Fancy Beverly Hills Dermatologist
It was all she wanted for Christmas. I had to go.
OK, good to know! Now let's get to that best case, stat.
"Best case, you always have the skin you have now," she says.
That's it? I thought my best case scenario was, "You turn into Gwyneth Paltrow" or something on that level. But what Dr. Shamban seems to be getting at is that I've got it good now. I should take a moment to appreciate that fact, and then do what I can to keep it that way.
"You know, everything you do -- how you look, how you dress -- gives me an idea about who you are as a person. From your eyes, to your hair pulled back, to your pink-colored jeans, I get the sense that you're whimsical, but you're poised and smart," says Dr. Shamban.
The end of our meeting feels more like a Tarot card reading than it does a dermatologist appointment. I went from feeling like a gorgeous runway model to feeling like a hallowed out zombie in desperate need of fillers. But it's right now, at the end of our appointment, that I feel most myself.
"Now, let's pop that milia," says Dr. Shamban, leaning in and adjusting my chair.
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