But ha! you'd be wrong. I'm sticking my thumb on my nose and waggling my fingers in a defiant gesture! After a month I've really and truly spotted discernible growth. Honest! The nubby problems is that it's just not a a level that anyone else would notice or that I could demonstrate by taking a photo. There's no chance that I'm soon going to be mistaken for Liz Taylor, who due to a genetic mutation, had a double row of lush eyelashes framing her pretty peepers. No-one has yet said 'Wow Joo! Whatever you've done to your eyes is bleedin' amazing!' People are too preoccupied with whatever's going on in their own lives to notice and indeed I'll concede that there are more important fish to fry.
I could carry on and buy more of the gloopy stuff after my initial phial has run out. Perhaps a bit of persistence and investment might mean that others might spot the difference and eventually pander a bit to my vanity. But do you know what? I can't be arsed. Maybe I'm thinking that there are more meaningful things in life to spend £22 on!