It’s been five years since my last facial. You know it’s bad when the HR head/salon manager/MB mama bear presses you to just make a trip into the city for a spa day. Yes, I work for a skincare brand—not to mention one of the top names in the facials game—so please don’t chastise me any more than my aesthetician already has. She was sweet about it, though. Kind of like your second-favorite aunt would be when noticing the extra five pounds you’ve put on since she saw you last Christmas: Enough to make you get your shit together, but not enough to cry about it over an entire Bûche de Noël. Sweet, straightforward Maria. I’m writing this one day post-facial and my skin has visibly cleared up. For context, my skin was not in the best condition when I laid out on her chair—a result of aging (I have pores where I’ve never had them before!), horrible diet (late night pizza), stress (adulthood, man), and insomnia (I got it from my mama). If you still need convincing, know that regular facials are crucial for skin health. You make bi-annual or yearly checkups with your GP, eye doctor, dentist, gyno, etc.—so why shouldn’t the same check-up philosophy…