…a renowned anti-ageing specialist, has a firm grip on my cheeks. I am perched on a black leather chair in his office — an airy loft conversion down an immaculate cobbled street in London’s affluent Notting Hill.
He twists my face gently towards light streaming in from a nearby window and peers at my complexion solemnly. ‘Some microdermabrasion is needed definitely,’ he says. His finger brushes my chin. ‘Some scars there. You played with them?’
He’s talking about marks left from a couple of spots I suffered in my teenage years and I find myself cringing like a cornered schoolgirl. The ‘scars’ aren’t visible to the naked eye, no one has ever commented on them
‘I would start with Botox and have it here, here and here,’ he says, pointing to my forehead, the corners of my eyes and between my eyebrows. (Botox is a drug made from botulinum toxin, which is injected to paralyse muscles and temporarily alleviate the wrinkles and lines associated with ageing.)
‘After that, the Dracula therapy…
When you go to an anti-aging doctor in your twenties, some would say you are asking for it. As we have said countless times here, a plastic surgeon is nothing more than a pair of hands operating under a specific philosophy.
Would I tell a 25 year old woman that she “needs” botulinum toxin, peels or Dracula therapy? Of course not. I do not even offer Dracula therapy and no one “needs” cosmetic work least of all a 25 year old woman who is by all appearances in pretty good shape.
Beware the anti-aging trend.
John Di Saia MD