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My Fountain of Youth

Imagine walking down the street and getting mistaken for being in high school. You're in your thirties a bit embarrassed but intensely flattered. You see people you grew up with and they look ten years older than you.

This is what happens to me. Why? Genetics or products?

I have a sister three years my senior, we used to be mistaken for one another. If it weren't for her gorgeous blue eyes, we could have passed for twins. No one makes that mistake now.

Is it because she had kids? Or because of the way we eat?

Or is it because I have a secret?

 

It isn't magic, it's science. Peptides are the microcellular fountain of youth.

I have intensely sensitive skin. Some skin creams make my skin fall off. You don't know what torture is until you blink without skin on your eyelids.

CSI Multipeptide serum got rid of the torture. It makes my skin soft supple and keeps it looking young.

Recently though I've added a few more secrets to my skincare routine. While multi-peptides are great for wrinkles you still have to add that extra bit of moisture.

And what could be better for moisture than that natural glow? Your body is already making the stuff but giving it a little boost as you age is the key to healthy connective tissues. Good for skin and joints even used in eye surgeries and on burn victims, the stuff is amazing!

    


However, if you have dry skin like me or are in a desert or the middle of winter, adding an extra layer of protection and dewy radiance can be the difference between a red nose and chapped lips.

The closest thing in nature to the natural sebum in the human skin is Emu oil. I've tried many different brands and discovered there is only one I absolutely love, its quality is miles above the competition. Rub it on your face, your joints, any place that needs a little bit of extra soothing and care.



Beauty, however, isn't just maintaining youthful skin but also in maintaining a bombshell body.

The natural supplement I use to prep for photo shoots, wear a bikini, or just because I love chocolate and don't want diabetes is CLA. (Conjugated Linoleic Acid)

Great for a myriad of things including lessening the effects of food allergies and treating and preventing cancer, it is the must-have of every season!

There is only one brand I trust to give my abs definition in three days for a fashion show where nothing can be touched up. Nature's way!



But what about breakfast? What is the breakfast of models and bodybuilders? 

Most protein shakes aren't fit for a garbage disposal let alone human consumption, but there is one easily mixed in super delicious one. ALL natural, NO chalkiness and ZERO artificial sweetners, it is the best protein drink (in my opinion) hands down!


But don't take my word for it, try it yourself! You've earned it!!!!

 

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