How I Semi-Permanently Removed My Under-Eye Bags

“Have you had work done?” my mom asked a little too casually during a visit late last summer. “Your lips, right? Or Botox?”

“No!” I said, shocked—I’ve always personally thought that injectables and plastic surgery of any kind are just not for me, and she knew that. But indignity gave way to glee as I realized that my newfound micro-needling habit had hit a new stage of success. I had purchased a derma-roller on Amazon a few months earlier, after getting a treatment at a dermatologist’s office and watching my might-as-well-be-tattooed dark circles and puffy under-eye bags disappear—and stay gone in the weeks that followed. I seriously doubted that I would get anything approaching similar results at home, but if nothing else, pressing tiny needles into my face seemed like a pretty badass thing to try, a funny story to tell either way. I’ve never been happier to be so wrong.

And I was officially hooked. At just 23 years old, I was used to looking perpetually exhausted. Genetics had played a role, sure, but very long hours at the office and a stress-ridden lifestyle certainly hadn’t helped. Even if I was able to diminish the shadows under my eyes with a heavy layer of color-correcting concealer, the bags remained—and in some cases, the creasing made them look even more obvious. But I was still happier to resign myself to this rather than the alternative: As much as I wanted to say screw it and just go without makeup, you can only get (rude) remarks like “Are you feeling all right?” and “Whoa—late night?” so many times before it starts to sting.

So imagine how floored I was to realize that this wasn’t how it had to be. I watched the premature lines on my face disappear and my upper lip plump up, and finally—finally—I didn’t look so tired anymore, all thanks to micro-needling. And others were starting to notice.

And they wanted in—or really, I wanted them to want in. I would do those fitness supplement–peddling Ponzi schemes proud with my insistence that my friends, family, and co-workers try derma-rolling themselves. But then again, it’s probably easier to convince someone to try a protein shake than roll hundreds of tiny needles into her face. That’s fair.

Still, the results don’t lie, and slowly, a handful of people in my life have already become converts. “What needle size should I get again?” is a fairly common chat message I receive at the office. One of my best friends in New York sends me close-ups of her face on the regular. “This is so crazy!” the captions read. "How is this even working?!”