Yes. My name is m a r n a: Nerium AD

Monday, January 28, 2013

Nerium AD

I've been given a bottle of Nerium AD Age-Defying Treatment to try out. A night cream which is supposed to help wrinkles and dark spots disappear. I'll be starting tonight and give reports on results. Since I'm nervous about trying new products I'd love to have comments from you if you have used Nerium AD.
Do you feel it worked? Do you feel it's safe?

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SpicJanuary 28, 2013 at 4:23 PM
I have never used it, or anything like it for that matter. I am just now starting to notice my skin starting to look and act different. I guess I am finally getting to that age where I have to start worrying about stuff like that. I'm anxious to see if you like it. I am always on the look out for new great products!
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Marna BethJanuary 28, 2013 at 11:44 PM
I'm past the age I should be worrying about it. lol I just used the Nerium about thirty minutes ago. My face feels really, really tight. I like it so far. We'll see. It's really expensive. I have about a week worth free and hoping to see a difference in my brown spots and pores!
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Yes. My name is m a r n a. Not Myrna, Marta, Marva, Merna, Myra, Murna, and so on. (Although many call me Marnie and I like that one.) As an extremely shy child I hated my name. The first day of the school year was torture for me as most of the teachers could never pronounce my name. By high school, much to my secret delight, my classmates began correcting the teacher the first time it was flubbed up, often spelling it out during that first roll call. I think they had figured out I was too shy to do so. Overly attached to my mother I missed a lot of school until 9th grade, where I was scared of the Vice Principle and no longer complained of stomach aches. In the third grade my mother told me once the teacher asked if my middle name was "Stephanie". My mother said, "No". Seems I had started writing Stephanie on my schoolwork. My teacher continued to let me do so, which only last a few days. It's a miracle I have a master's degree after all my problems with school phobia. My mother is now in Heaven, no doubt, looking down on me in amazement. One of her biggest fears was I would not attend college. Here's to you momma. So sorry I grieved you so many mornings before school and so many afternoons with phone calls of "stomach aches". <><

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