I had my doubts. Anything with a tag line that includes “wrinkles” and “away” is cause for skepticism. I’m still not 30 yet, so I take offense to even the slightest suggestion that I need a wrinkle cream. But the truth is, I’ve wanted one, because though my forehead has always had lines, this year they seem to have gotten deeper and the slightest hint of crows feet have appeared at the creases of my eyes. I blame my son, who is now 2.5 going on 14.
When April Rain Night Rainew with Hydropeptide arrived, my roomate and I were having a glass of wine in the living room. We studied the packaging and flipped through the thick brochure. If we were Sex and the City characters, she, cynical and smart, would be a Miranda and I, idealistic and hopeful, would be a Charlotte. “I can’t stand it when cosmeceutical companies talk to us like we are idiots,” she said, still perusing the material. “You expect me to believe that this stuff really provides ‘the key to unlocking younger skin’? And that I can just dab it on before bed and ‘dream wrinkles away?”