Friday Flop: Garnier Miracle Skin Perfector BB Cream

Garnier Miracle Skin Perfector BB Cream: Boo. Hiss.

Dear Garnier:

I was so excited to see that someone finally made an affordable bb cream. Your Miracle Skin Perfector BB Cream seemed like a dream come true, but apparently bb cream isn’t what you think it is. BB, or beauty balm, cream is part tinted moisturizer, part skin treatment and part primer. It has been popular in Asia for quite some time now, and is just starting to hit big in the US. I have tried samples of other bb creams, and I loved them. Unfortunately they run upwards of $40 a tube, and it’s just not worth that much to me. I was anxious to try your version.

And now I’m sorry I wasted the $13.

What came in the tube you labeled as bb cream is simply tinted moisturizer. And not a good one at that. Let’s begin with the scent: What in heaven’s name possessed you to put a week’s worth of crappy perfume into each dollop of this stuff, I don’t know, but please make it stop. It was strong and it lasted a loooong time. My powder brush still smells faintly of the stuff (note to self: wash your brushes). I could have lived with the scent, but that was only the appetizer. While the fair/medium color worked well on my skin, I didn’t really get the way it never seemed to dry down on my face. Or maybe it did dry, but it certainly never looked as if it did. I kept waiting for the sheen to dissipate, but it never did. I looked like I had just walked out of a steam room. Not a good look. A little luminosity is a good thing. Sweaty is not. I had to powder my face within an inch of it’s life just to look normal. Or least what I though was normal until I got outside. Now seems like a good time to tell you that the purpose of bb cream is to make your face look better, to blur imperfections and even skin tone. The skin tone I’ll give you, but because of the shiny quality of this formula, it highlighted every single flaw in my skin, including some I didn’t even know I had.

I used it exactly twice. And never will again. I’m going to try to take it back to the store. If they won’t take it, I don’t know what to do with it. Because I certainly can’t pass this on to a friend. I like my friends.

It’s not me, it’s you,

Megan

 About The Author: Megan is a professional writer, amateur photographer and an accomplished beauty product crash test dummy. She'll try anything once, especially if it's a free sample. She's still trying to figure out what she wants to be when she grows up, but it will probably involve travel and Colin Farrell. And maybe some writing and photography. You can visit her at onethousandwordsormore.com or follow her on Twitter: msmegan.

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