When I moved to D.C. in 2005, my skin took a turn for the worst. Over the course of my first summer in the District, I developed deep, painful blemishes on my face that took weeks to heal if they healed at all. For almost five years, I have had a large blemish under my left eye that just would not go away. I consulted dermatologists, facialists and even a homeopath, but no one could kill the zit. I tried Retin-A, Epiduo, Wonderbar and every over the counter acne treatment currently on the market, but nothing worked.
Last year, my search for a miracle cure led me to an Allure magazine article about Tammy Fender beauty products. The magazine raved about the Florida based company and their skincare products derived from high quality, natural ingredients. Their recommendation of Tammy Fender was so glowing, that I immediately ordered a Tammy Fender sample pack that contained a two week trial of four products for just $12.
I loved the products, but when my samples ran out, the cost of the full-size products was too much for this Hill Staffer’s salary. Then three weeks ago, I discovered a Tammy Fender sale on The Skinny and decided to give the products another try. After all, $42 for two ounces of Clarifying Dermagel sounded a lot better than $72.
Long story short, Tammy Fender products work miracles. This morning, for the first time in five years, I didn’t have to apply concealer to the blemish under my eye because there was no blemish under my eye. The thick, swollen skin has been replaced by smooth, mostly healed skin that will (God willing) be completely healed by the New Year.
This may not seem like a big thing to some of you, but it’s a big thing to me. For every one of the last 1,655 days, I have looked in the mirror and seen nothing but the giant, red lump under my eye and now it’s gone. And that is a Christmas miracle that four dermatologist, six estheticians, three facialists and one homeopath failed to make happen.
As far as I’m concerned, it’s a Christmas Miracle.
*I know this is a violation of one of the big Ten, but I don’t care. She is a goddess, and I bow down.