| Posted on 11 hours ago
The clinic – Eudelo in Vauxhall, London; tried and tested and one of my faves – books me in for four goddamn hours, which is when I get a little nervous, because tweakment maths dictate that the longer the appointment, the more likely the pain. Step two: Tone. Carboxtherapy sounds lovely, like it might involve a gentle blasting of the relevant area with oxygen jets or similar… But: ‘Have you had this before?’ Zsofia asks.‘Ah. Well. Patients tell me it can be a little sensitive,’ she says, and I immediately know what she actually means is ‘good luck with this one lady, it. Will. Hurt’ because I’ve learned to speak fluent clinical aesthetician over the last two or three years of tweakings.
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