Once upon a time I had some dumb lady in a bar tell me I had old hands. I was about 24 and bartending at a restaurant in Tempe, Arizona. The lady that I was serving kept insisting that I wasn’t old enough to be serving alcohol. I finally got tired of putting up with her harassing me and told her my age.
She then yells “WHAT? No. Let me see your hands!”
I shove my right hand in her face.
“Oh, yeah, you’re hands look like you’re at least 35. Ok, I believe you.”
WHAT? My hands look how old? Up to that point in my life I had never thought about my hands. Now I can’t stop stressing about how old they look. I have been on the hunt for a anti-aging miracle for my hands ever since.
Oraser Hand Renewal is my fountain of youth! One minute twice a week and my hands have never felt or looked better. It is a little pricey at $50 a bottle, but it is well worth it and it lasts a long time.