All Eyes on Me

I’m a frugal gal and pride myself on never paying full price. I’ve gotten $400 dresses for $50. When it comes to skincare, though, I make no sacrifices. My aunt who’s 67 and doesn’t look a day over 50 always taught me that I’ve only got one face and need to invest in it daily. Still, I had minor heart failure this week when I went to Bloomingdale’s to buy a jar of eye cream.

Let me start by saying I have very fair skin. I also suffer from allergies and have very thin undereye tissue, so dark circles are a part of life regardless of how much sleep I get (and there’s not much of that happening these days). The most expensive stuff I’ve ever used was this miracle cure the Mr. actually bought me as a gift, and that was $95. The product was eh and I ended up throwing the tube away (yeah, I know I should’ve returned it…).

Well, this sample of Zelens Skin Science Intensive Triple-Action Eye Cream was, pardon me for lack of better words, eye opening. I knew something was different the moment I put it on. It had a velvety feel I’ve never experienced in an eye cream. When I woke the next morning, my eyes still felt soft and smooth, so it absorbed and was obviously still doing the job 12 hours later. I washed my face and reapplied a bit more to start the day. Not only did my undereye concealer go on smoother, it also stayed put throughout the day. When I did refresh it for an evening event, my undereye area was still so hydrated, there was no need to reapply it before dabbing on some more concealer.

Why the informercial you ask? No, this isn’t a sponsored post, though I sure wish it was! I marched into Bloomie’s the other day, empty sample package in hand and asked for a jar of this magic potion and handed over my credit card. Did you realize the important step I missed? I managed to keep a straight face when the sales guy rang it up and announced with a smile “that’ll be $173″. My heart just skipped a beat again as I typed the price. I signed the charge and walked away. Still reeling from the shock, I walked into the men’s room by accident. I was in Soho, and almost died when one of the modelesque guys turned around and looked at me.

Of course I tweeted about the price and lots came out to say return it. Thing is the cream really does work, and if lasts as long as promised it’ll only come out to $1 a day. That doesn’t seem like a steep price to pay for beauty without the aid of needles or a knife. Besides the cat is on day two in the insanely expensive kitty hospital (the Mr.’s not ready to give on Sam the cat yet) and underwent a blood transfusion today, so what the heck is another $170 to keep mama looking better for another six months.