Better Than Korean Skin Care

Recently I had hit the gym for a quick session. You know how it is…the need for that luscious pump.

While there, a young lad in his early 20s strode by and his countenance broke through my awareness. I did a double take. I couldn’t look away. You know how it is with some people. They catch your attention. I was transfixed. Riveted.

In the entire 20 minutes I’d been there, there was no one with purer, more unblemished skin.

No one.

Now you’re probably thinking that he was the only person I saw there. That was not the case. There were others. Plenty. But none with that skin. His skin. The smoothness. The evenness. I was awestruck. It was a challenge to avert my gaze for even a few minutes at a time. I haven’t ever seen skin like that before.

Even the harshness of the flickering fluorescent lights cascading down from overhead couldn’t diminish his radiance. His skin glowed. Clear. Youthful. This is what I’d imagine photoshop in real life would be like.

I had to know…How did he do it?

So like any normal, creepy gym-goer, I just made sure my next exercise was always conveniently right next to his next exercise. Calf raises, check. Forearm curls, check again. Wide leg abductor and adductor machines, why yes of course, those were on my plan today!

I had to find out. Nothing was going to stop me in my quest for everlasting youth.

I figured eventually I’d find a way to strike up conversation and, obviously, through natural gym-bro discourse, I’d ask about his skin care secrets. Korean products, I suspected, but wanted to know for certain. Cleansers. Toners. Exfoliating hyaluronic acids washes. Hydrating mists and serums. Sun milk sunscreens of extraordinary SPFs. It had to be a ritual. Daily. Morning and nightly. Perhaps even mid-day moisturizings and clarifications.

He was obviously in a league of his own. A legend.

And in time, without even forcing the issue, as all secrets do, it came out. We didn’t exchange a word. We didn’t need to.

After wiping down his bench, he returned to the disinfectant wipe dispenser, casually pulled out a couple more sheets and fastidiously wiped his face.