|Currently waiting for my bangs to grow out.|
This is me.
I’m 33 years old.
I’m going to be 34 in August.
I‘ve lived much closer to the sun for the past seven years than I had for first nearly 26 years of my life.
When I arrived in Cabo I whittled away my free time doing what many of my midwestern friends did: I sunbathed.
|From my “Move to Mexico blog” http://www.dospretzels.blogspot.com.|
Oh, I loved the sun. I literally woke up and parked it at my sister’s pool for the entire weekend.
Then after a semi-subtle verbal intervention from said sister and after noticing many age spots on my skin, I chilled out on that.
|This is me the day I arrived in Cabo. Just off the plane. July 2006? Sans age spots|
Fast-forward almost seven years and I wear 70 SPF sunscreen under my tinted moisturizer with SPF 20 all day, every day. I wear a wide-brimmed hat in the sun, too.
I don’t lay out. I don’t think I’ve actively laid in the sun since 2010?
I’m all over anti-aging.
Still, I have this stuff on my face. It’s not overwhelmingly visible to someone 3 feet away from me… but post-children… it’s just there. It’s called melasma.
Basically, it’s what I lovingly call, my mustache.
No, I’m fortunate enough to not have actual hair above my lip, but I have darker pigmentation and discoloration there. It’s often times caused by hormones and pregnancy, but it’s also been tied to genetics and I’ve learned that the sun does not help the situation.
So, I went here, per my sister’s recommendation, to get this situation handled. I was hoping they’d just laser it off, but no.
The first step was to get a Visia analysis. Have you seen this? It’s this.
You put your face in this white box with lights and mirrors in it and a lovely tech takes INCREDIBLY close, incredibly clear pictures of your face that then appear on a far-too-large computer screen to be analyzed.
And then I saw this.
This is my sun damage.
So yeah, wear your sunscreen.