Monologue enters the chat (apols). There was a moment, one of those quiet, inconveniently honest ones, when I looked in the mirror and barely recognised the person staring back. A fishfinger in a wig? Surely that’s not me?! But alas, it was. Maybe you know that feeling…
On a friend’s recommendation, I booked a consultation at CKS Aesthetics, and Chantal met...
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Monologue enters the chat (apols). There was a moment, one of those quiet, inconveniently honest ones, when I looked in the mirror and barely recognised the person staring back. A fishfinger in a wig? Surely that’s not me?! But alas, it was. Maybe you know that feeling…
On a friend’s recommendation, I booked a consultation at CKS Aesthetics, and Chantal met me with that rare mix of honesty, warmth and straight-up professionalism. A few weeks later, the rebuild was happening. And just to make it more complicated, I was on a countdown to my wedding (I know, who in their right mind would marry a fishfinger. Chanel 4 would love to make a docu about that). Now, three treatments in, polynucleotides, the first bit of facial filler, the whole thoughtful strategy, I can actually look at my reflection without bracing myself. The changes are subtle, intentional, and somehow make me look like… me! Just the version who’s slept, who isn’t running purely on caffeine and responsibility, who hasn’t been steamrolled by work and motherhood. Uh. Cry me a river.
I genuinely recommend at the very least, a consultation. Do it for you. Also, not relevant, but Chantal’s music taste? Elite. Consider it the unexpected perk of the whole experience.
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