Tried and Tested — I Pumped Up The Voluma!
This summer, I mentioned my 5 Starter Procedure list Yes, if you like me are trying to tell people you’re a decade younger (and you want them to believe you) these will help. That said, I recently tried good ol’ #3 and pumped up the volume in my cheeks. Since nothing I do is sacred, I thought I’d tell you ALL about it (the good, the bad, and the ugly. Oh, I said ugly).
I have to be honest, this was actually something I’d considered a long time ago, but put off for years under the assumption that filler is the true line between a little tweak here and there (which is what young people do) and committing to a life of plastic surgery and upkeep (which is what Cher does).
That said, I truly feel that some wrinkles add a little character, while folds and jowls make you look more like a character from a cartoon… an old one. My cheeks that were once apple-y and easy to find for the purpose of applying blush, had sunken into my face and were beginning to fall past my jawline like Droopy Dog (I told you cartoon-like). It was time.
I went to see my board-certified plastic surgeon who I often use for advice in my columns because he’s pretty awesome. He agreed that some filler in my mid cheeks would pull up some of the sag and lift away some of the marionette lines around my mouth. He suggested Voluma XC (by Allergan), which is the newest filler on the block. It’s easy to add to, easy to manipulate, and its base is hyaluronic acid, which means it can be dissolved if need be. I may seem brave, but I’m too big of a wuss to go with something that can’t be removed.
I’m a wuss about pain as well, and expecting a large amount of it, I insisted on holding the hand of his assistant. I will admit, it was SHOCKINGLY painless, but I kept holding her hand … we were bonding and I didn’t want to ruin the moment.
My face immediately looked younger and fuller, and I truly mean that. I was so thrilled that I skipped out the door to find the nearest high school. Now, don’t get too excited because after a short period that same face that was gonna get me asked to homecoming looked more like it had been hit by two pitches at the last varsity softball game. HOLY *&^#, what have I done? I immediately emailed the doctor and went online to do the obligatory “scare search.” You know, where you read the most horrible stories ever and convince yourself that will be you? According to the internets, either the swelling was perfectly normal OR my face would explode … and soon.
The crazy thing is, my friends and hubby thought it looked a bit swollen but nothing too extreme whereas in my mind I’d gone from Droopy Dog to Betty Boop. I looked in magazines only to find that supermodels also have bulbous cheeks, maybe this is what I wanted all along. Just as I started to get comfortable with my alien face, it started to settle in (as I’d been told by my board-certified plastic surgeon it would). My cheeks were fuller but not obvious (frankly, I coulda used a bit more … I didn’t say that, did I?). My face looked a lot younger, but not blatantly so. Like maybe I got a great haircut or found a fabulous new BB (Beauty Balm) cream or was using tacks to hold my skin up? No one knew for sure.
So, the jury is in and I’m a fan. I’m told it lasts up to 2 years … I’m already booked for 2016.