Look, I’ll be the first to admit that I can tolerate a lot of smells and tingles on my face for the sake of seeing if something might actually work well for me, but I just can’t with this crap.
I got it in a Sephora Play box, and I’m tossing it after seven or so uses. There’s still a good bit of product left in the jar, but ugh. The smell is so strong and pervasive, which is a gripe that I had with the GlamGlow Illiminating Moisturizer. As soon as I removed the cap from this jar, the smell of cheap rose perfume filled my nostrils, and, as anyone who reads this blog knows by now, I freaking hate that smell. I genuinely find it repulsive. The smell lingers, too. Rub it on your face, and you get the opportunity to smell old lady perfume each time you inhale for a breath for the next five minutes. Sorry, but that’s not my cup of tea.
So, yeah, there’s that. If it worked really well, I would almost be willing to tolerate the smell, but there’s one other problem that, when coupled with the noxious fumes, is a deal breaker. This stuff stings. No, not stings. This stuff stright-up burns. It makes my face burn in random places. I pop any zits that crop up on my face, so a stinging around those areas wouldn’t really surprise me, but this crap made my whole face burn. Forehead, cheeks, chin–everywhere. And the stinging doesn’t go away quickly. After ten minutes I still felt it. At first I thought I was acclimitizing, but it didn’t go away. Days later, this still burned when I would use it. I can’t imagine how anyone could tolerate this. In the garbage it goes.
And the price? Sixty-nine dollars for two ounces! They have to be kidding, right? There’s no way in hell I would pay that for a moisturizer that smells like old-lady perfume and leaves me unable to tell if it actually, you know, moisturizes because my face is on fire.
No, no, no, no, no! Spend your money elsewhere.
Perricone MD Face Finishing Moisturizer: This is a flaming pile of sh*t.