As I’ve said before, I have bad skin. I’ve never had clear, pristine, glowing skin and of course that’s all I want. (I’m pretty sure that “the grass is always greener” never applies in this situation. Nobody wants shitty skin.) I’ve tried it all: Retin-A, Differin, antibiotics … the list goes on. My skin will clear up, sure, but it holds on to all the scars so it always looks like I’m plagued with a bunch of hormonal hotspots. I hold on to the faith that one day I’ll wake up with a beautiful, spot-free complexion. (The fine folks at Uptown Dermatology may or may not help out with that one.) I know exfoliation is key when trying to get rid of pesky scars, but no scrub, serum or facial was really helping.

My Clarisonic was a gift from my mother. I’m not one to push (or use, really) pricey gadgets, because I do think that in most cases (flat irons do not apply) there is a budget version that works just as well. But the Clarisonic, ringing up at $200 ($150 for the travel-size Mia), is worth it. I promise. I love to wash my face with its vibrating, deep-cleansing little self. I could do it all day; it’s like a mini-facial every night. I love to see all the makeup come off in the vibrating brush. I love how clean and exfoliated my skin feels. I love how products seem to absorb better post-Clarisonic. It hasn’t cleared up my scars, but it is definitely working to clean up my skin. (Even though right now I’m in the middle of a nasty purge, which I’m assured is normal.) This baby is no joke. Come over and try mine; I bet you’ll get addicted. (My mom ordered her own immediately after giving mine a spin.)