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House of Obagi Blue Peel Radiance

September 13, 2011 by Janey

In my whole life, I have never had a chemical peel… or any peeling for that matter. It always scared me and I’ve seen the actual peeling from girl friends who have taken it some years back and the white skin tissues were really shedding off their faces. My trip to Europe last month had me slow-baking under the sun for long hours. Their sun doesn’t set around 6pm like in Manila. It sets around 9-930pm so can you imagine the hours of sun exposure on my face? I noticed a bit of sun damage on my face. These tiny pinkish reddish dots and unevenness started bothering me.

Walking the Streets of Florence 🙂

I had a chat with Sophie of beautynomics.com during a dinner at Sentro and she suggested getting a professional opinion from House of Obagi. She also mentioned that Blue Peel Radiance treatment might just be the answer to my worry but advised to consult with an expert first.

I set my appointment three Saturdays ago and visited House of Obagi (HOO) branch in SM North EDSA. I first had a consultation with their in-house derma. She checked my skin and talked about skin care habits. We were of the same age so we easily related to each other’s skin issues and future concerns. She went on to explain about the different kind of peels and what treatment will be good for my specific skin concern.

Just as Sophie thought, the dermatologist recommended Blue Peel Radiance, House of Obagi’s newest peel treatment. Compared to Blue Peel and TruPeel that are more pervasive chemical peel, Blue Peel Radiance is a lighter peel that has zero downtime and is low maintenance. Low maintenance just means washing your face with facial wash, no applying of creams or anything else (lessening make-up use), and regularly using sun block for at least 1 week. This suits me best since lately I barely have enough time in the morning or evening for an extensive skin care regimen.

Blue Peel Radiance treatment (Php 4,500) is a lighter version of Blue Peel that works almost like a diamond peel but more effective.

Fountain of Youth in Celeteque Advanced Moisturizer

August 18, 2009 by Janey

Usually 30-55 year old women worry about fine lines especially the wrinkles around the eyes known as crow’s feet. I still have some years left in me before I hit that considerable calendar birthday age (30 or 31), but I am at that stage where I should be taking steps to prevent or delay the inevitable –or at least, it was a foreseeable facial occurrence before Celeteque’s newest product.

Last Saturday, Celeteque revealed the results of their latest product challenge test. Earlier this year, the Céleteque Advanced team created the True Results Challenge, wherein over 50 Filipina women, aged 30 to 55 years old coming from all walks of life, became part of an amazing experience that resulted in roughly around 92% of their fine lines gone in 6 weeks.

These women were present during the event and gave their own testimonies regarding their experience with the product. Results vary but for most of them, they felt an amazing youthful transformation. Their skins feel smoother and younger and for some, it was 92-95% less fine lines since May this year!

Jennie, Between Bites, and Lace

For 38-year old Cecile Yatco, taking part of the Challenge was one of the best things she has ever done in her life. “I was really excited to join the True Results Challenge, because it was something new” she said. “Besides, I was really curious about their claim of up to 92% less fine lines in 6 weeks. I was thinking if it could really be true.”

Johanna Huang, a 43-year old interior designer, was also amazed by the product’s efficacy. “In my third day of using the product, I actually saw my embedded white heads start to come off. By the first week, I noticed that my freckles and sunspots were getting lighter” she reminisced. “And after a month I could actually see my fine lines diminishing. It was really amazing.”

The new Céleteque Advanced Anti-Wrinkle Facial Moisturizer has the Double Peptide Complex, which penetrates deep into the skin, and helps stimulate the formation of collagen. Collagen is the natural protein that plumps up skin thus diminishing fine lines and wrinkles and renewing outer layer of damaged skin.

Seeing is believing, especially for women at this day and age who have tried so many products in the market. There was also an assessment portion during the event where a dermatologist verifies the number of fine lines a woman has. With the number of lines examined and recorded, the women attendees are now going to take on the “True Results” challenge and see the honest to goodness truth for themselves.

Now, smoother and younger looking skin can be yours. Try the new Céleteque Advanced Anti-Wrinkle Facial Moisturizer and see the honest to goodness truth for yourself.

(Thanks Az for some of the photos!)

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Red in the Face (or somewhere else)

June 4, 2009 by Janey

I just had the most embarrassing moment of my adult life. I wish I can crawl under a rock and live there.

Spent 3 hours at this poker club playing the card sport I like.

I had AdKd on the button and raised it to 120. The small blind who has been as steady as a rock called and the big blind as well.

Flop: 5s 7d 10h

Small blind is first to act and he went all in with 250

Big blind calls.

I debated against it but I had over cards and redraw of flush so I called. I thought both of them were all in.

Turn: 8d

BB bets 200.

I folded.

River: 9h

SB shows pocket of 6.

BB shows 10d and 6c.

Both of them hit the straight and split the pot.

I have another story of how my pocket of Aces got cracked too but I’m only prolonging my agony. I had a bad night at poker. I wish I can say period at this point. I wish it ended there.

Bubba rang and it was my queue to go. I played until the dealer button. I had my chips changed at the counter. The lady cashier says bye to me as well as the chip changer. I bid them farewell with a smile, which they returned in kind. Their constant congeniality makes me forget for a second my bad nights on the table.

On the way out, I say bye to a poker buddy. He looks back and says bye too and I exited.

As I was coming down the stairs, I felt my back was wet. My suspicion emerges. In the car, my phone beeps and I dread what my gut tells me…

My poker buddy sent an SMS: “It’s the time of the month huh? Ingat pauwi.”

The car was moving but I immediately got up the seat and asked Bubba to check. Even before he opened his mouth, his eyes that’s usually chinito became otherwise, which told me everything. I have to see for myself so I turn my head and see the red mark on my pants.

The red mark is as big as my hand!!! How subtle.

It looked like China’s flag was on my butt!!!

I smacked myself on the head. I cringe. Cringe. CRINGE. CRINGE. I kept cursing. And I don’t normally curse. Not even when a person gets me so angry. I cursed my recklessness. I smacked myself on the head again. “Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaabe!!!,” I wailed. He had a stern look on his face. Oh no, I’m gonna hear a mouthful of why I didn’t do this or didn’t do that. He let on a mini tirade. He was mad because he felt bad for me. Perhaps, he only doesn’t want people to make fun of me.

I paused and felt like a smile was creeping around my lips. Why the hell was I about to smile, I thought to myself. I wailed again. Bubba, “you probably stained the chair.” I wailed again like a wolf howling in the cold lonely night. With my hands on my face, I kept shaking my head. I cannot believe this has happened to me. I am still shaking my head as I type this. I wish now more than ever that I were born a guy!

The place was packed to the roof because there was an ongoing tournament as well. The lady cashier, chip changer and at least 15 other people must have seen the red flag. It was as loud as an ambulance on a mission. I initially told myself that I wouldn’t care. I do not know those people anyway and they are not important to me. I am not important to them either.

Bubba told me that this is probably a sign that I should stay away from that place. It’s so much easier to convince myself to never again show my face there.

Back in the car, I stared in space for a bit then cringed again. Can one get tired of cringing? I suddenly laughed to Bubba’s bewilderment. I said I feel really embarrassed and angry… and SILLY! I am now going to be remembered for the China flag on my butt. I am now going to be the “BUTT” of the joke. Every pun intended. Such a nightmare but it was also an amusing circumstance. It just so happens that I’m the miserable victim… which probably makes it funnier.

by the way, this is not MY b*tt

Misery loves company and my thoughts were initially filled by images of Edison Chen and HK. Commercial break: I received confirmation today that bigger news are about to break loose. The news reached me last week but I was a non-believer. Somebody confirmed today that it’s true though. HK and another K involved in a sandal. Yes, a sandal video. I’m not going to put a C there even if you paid me a million dollars. You heard me right, sandal.

SIGH. There are worse scenarios than mine. And definitely, there are far more important issues than sandals. Is the administration manipulating us under our noses? Charter change is one serious topic that gets my blood boiling. But not this. I cannot be angry over this night. I find it quite funny on the contrary. I’m sure the people at the Metro Card Club did too.

At least, I gave them a good laugh. I was sick to my stomach but heck, I gave MYSELF a good laugh. That counts for something.

I really don’t know what to make of it. Saying that I do not care what those people think sounds defensive. And there’s no reason for me to be defensive. None has been offensive so far. Earnestly, a huge part of me feels embarrassed. My heart throbs at the image of them looking at my bloodied butt (and smiling secretly or laughing openly). At the other end of the spectrum however, I am tickled by what a riot the whole scenario was. It’s really interestingly hilarious to me!

There are two different feelings. Which do I pick? Of course, the one that’s easier to carry every day.

In reality, I know that I will still continue to go to work tomorrow, eat three meals a day, love the people around me, and if I want to, play poker at the same place. It doesn’t change who I am. In my book, it just adds to another interesting (or icky) story to tell. It became the catalyst that triggered this entry after all.