Microneedling: Looks Like Torture, But It Actually Works!
Pop quiz: is this thing for torture, or skincare? If you guessed the latter, ding ding ding, you are correct. It’s called a microneedling device, and it’s all the rage in the world of beauty. Ok, that might be an overstatement. But truly, the procedure is picking up steam. I first found out about it over the summer, while reporting a story for an illustrious women’s magazine. As the name would suggest, microneedling involves puncturing the skin on the face time and time again with tiny needles. Sounds wacky, huh? Hear me out for a sec. The logic is that the repeated puncturing will increase collagen production (if this means nothing to you: collagen is a naturally occurring protein in the body. As we age, collagen decreases and our skin begins to well…sag. So boosting the stuff makes a person look younger and dare I say it, healthier. Skincare for dummies right here, people.) It’s also said to make the skin better at absorbing serums, i.e. the closest there is to a fountain of youth, as far as I’m concerned. Apparently microneedling has been a thing since the 1980s, but new technology and do-it-yourself at-home devices have breathed new life into the seemingly sadomasochistic trend.
As one might imagine, I was preeetty skeptical about trying this thing out for myself. I mean, who in her right mind would willingly stick needles into her face over and over again? But God’s honest truth is that I’ve become sort of obsessed. The needles barely hurt; they cause more of a pricking sensation. After a few minutes working the device over my cheeks, forehead, nose, and chin, my skin always does feel a bit raw, not gonna lie. But the slight pain is totally bearable to me, and well worth the payoff. I’m not exaggerating when I say my skin has transformed in the three weeks since I’ve been microneedling. People have been telling me how great my skin looks on the regular, and I’ve noticed that not only am I breaking out less, but those pesky lines that were starting to creep across my 30-something forehead have become way less noticeable. No pain, no youthful glow gain, folks.
If your budget allows, you can (and probably should) book a treatment with a fancy derm; if, like me, you’re watching every precious freelance penny, check out one of the many at-home options on the market. I use the GloPro, which is, admittedly, on the pricier side, but cheaper options are available.
Oh, and you’re welcome.