Amanda Brunker on her unashamed love of botox and collagen: 'Botox is the only answer to curbing the rot'
Thanks to Rosanna Davison, we’ve all been introduced to the term, eat yourself beautiful - but I don’t buy it.
Eat yourself slim? Yes it’s a no-brainer. Eat yourself healthy? Absolutely, nutrition is key. But eat yourself beautiful? No chance - that’s all down to genetics. And when those natural gifts start to age (which it will, no matter how hard you wish it not to), Botox is the only answer to curbing the rot.
I'm 41, I have two kids and far too many late nights under my belt. I have laughed and stressed more lines onto my face than I should care to share. But I will reveal them as I believe more celeb-types need to be honest about appearances.
False advertising is rife in little ole' Ireland and cosmetic surgery is a booming industry.
If you've ever wondered about women who seem to have it all, the ones who mysteriously never age? Botox is their dirty secret. I love the benefits of what a little prick can bring me - insert your own jokes here - but as injections go, a Botox-filled syringe is the least painful and the most ego-enhancing one a person could ever get.
Sure, I try to eat clean 60% of the time. I drink loads of water and lather my face in expensive creams at night. But in my opinion - all the green juices in the world can't eradicate wrinkles and lines the way botox does.
Don’t get me wrong - use too much of the stuff and you look like a waxwork. But if you manage to err on the side of caution and for a 'less is more' mantra, than your external age will match your internal because age ain't nothin' but a number, huh?
For example, in my head, I'm 31. It's my ideal age of being mature but not too grown up.
In the vein of honesty, I am sharing these pictures and here I am, laid raw.
I put some make-up on to help exaggerate the wrinkles. But you get the point.
After abstaining for more than a year, I topped up my Botox from my regular guy, Dr. Mark Hamilton. I see him in The Avoca Clinic in Kilmacanogue and he’s the only person I trust to touch my face.
The thing about Botox is - Botox no matter where you buy it. There’s no discount or premium label Botox, whether you get yours in New York, Moscow or in Wicklow like me, it all hails from the same factory.
The only secret to getting good Botox is making sure you have an expert like Dr. Hamilton squeeze it into your crow's feet.
At the risk of leaving myself wide open to criticism, here are photographs of me before, during and after the process. Yes each dot is an injection point.
Yes, I got half a vile of Collagen into my lips (they swelled up like I was auditioning to be adopted by the Kardashians, but that calmed down after a couple of days) and after seven days of gradual erasing, the Botox did its job as I wished, and a more refreshed and younger-looking me emerged.
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