6 x 365 aesthetician at swanky spa

You had the white coat and the clinical demeanor, but still, you looked like my grandmother. I thought you would be gentle and reassuring. Instead you saw my fear and insecurity and had no doubt noted it was my birthday from my file. You were swift and brutal and god knows how much commission you made on the $450 of face products you convinced me I needed. I hate proof that we are not always on the same side.