Oh the pain of being beautiful…oh the agony of staying beautiful….I went to visit Dr. Marks yesterday for my first treatment of ‘Lunchtime Lipo” or Mesotherapy as it is medically called at the medi-spas that are popping up all over LALA-land. It’s targeted at the whole ‘fast paced i don’t have time for liposuction and I just want to pop into the spa and get it done and loose a pant size this summer” and indeed, it doesn’t hurt – the proceedure that is. I had plans of taking the day off, going to the medi-spa, getting some lipo done and maybe stopping by target on the way home – because I have a couple of loads of laundry to get done.
An hour later, I’m lounging in the reception area, making consecutive weekly appointments for my series of 6-8 sessions of Lipodissolve (and sure, why don’t we throw in some restalyne fillers in there too) to address my mid-section because after 30 it’s just hard to sculpt anything on your body…and so I linger around bs’ing with the girls and then hit the streets to continue on my day.
And then, just as I am driving down Sherman Way (which always reminds me of RollerGirl) this unbelievable pain sweeps the living daylights out of me. I feel like throwing up, I feel like crying and I feel like I am really insane driving at that particular moment. I called O and had him de-escalate me and get me focused on our convo so that I could not focus on the pain…and the drive just was sooooooo lonnnnng. and the day was sooooooooo lonnnnnnng. and painful. Thank God, Goddess and Puppies for cannabis oil extraction drops.
This morning I woke up swollen like I was 6 months pregnant. I still had a deadline for the box art today at noon, got it done AND came home and made some migas, AND took my ass to the studio to produce Blue@Night and I’m sitting here swearing I have to document this situation because Its just too good to pass up.
I’m tired, I’m thirsty and I’m swollen. more later.
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