Amy Nicholson
First, the facts. In just six sessions, facialist Karina Kara cured my skin, an achievement I'd deemed impossible since, oh, the age of 15. Forget fancy Beverly Hills salons. If you really want to fix your face, head to East Hollywood, park in front of Facials by Karina's unassuming fourplex and go upstairs. (Actually, first make a reservation online — with skills like hers, she's usually booked up for weeks.) While it's tempting to call Kara a miracle worker, her strength is that she's scientific and practical. She offers a handful of great, reasonably priced products (I'm partial to the shark liver night oil, which she credits for her own smooth face), but you'll have to ask — she never tries to up-sell you on untested cures or expensive jars of hope. Kara cares only about your results. When your skin improves, she's proud, which makes an appointment feel like visiting an attentive Russian aunt. Time to add her to my Christmas list.
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