I finally wrapped up my glycolic peel series at one spa and started patronizing a medically-supervised spa that offers a wider range of services. My skin grew a tolerance and resistance to the glycolic peel after three to four sessions. The upside to less peeling is less downtime. The downside to less peeling = less drastic results. To get the most of the treatments, I decided on the plane + peel combo. Dermaplaning removes the old. The peel uncovers the freshest of the fresh. When it came time to choose a peel, my esthetician suggested a Jessner. Jessner blends salicylic acid, lactic acid, and resorcinol together at an intensity of 14%. I decided to give it a try. Holy Fucking Peel Batgirl. Jessner ain’t playing. I didn’t expect the intensity of the burning hot redness upon application, the immediate tightness, and second day peeling in flakes ya’ll. On the third day, I require total isolation. This burn-victim shit ain’t cute and probably isn’t worth it, but I’ll let you know for sure when I finally get to see what is underneath this mess. They warn you not to pull the skin off. I don’t know how that is possible. Are we supposed to walk around with huge sheets of flaking skin barely hanging on to our cheeks? The expectation that a person would not peel it off just doesn’t comport with my fundamental understanding of human nature.
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