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The Cleanser That Cleared My Clogged-Up Pores

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Beuti Skincare Pomegranate Glow Enzyme Cleanser
Beuti Skincare Pomegranate Glow Enzyme Cleanser ($55)

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The morning after I ran out of Beuti Skincare’s Pomegranate Glow Enzyme Cleanser, my boyfriend called me into the bathroom.

“Babe?” he said, gesturing to a pair of pliers on the vanity. “Is this your way of asking me to fix something in here that I don’t know about?”

I wasn’t entirely sure how to tell him that I’d used the tool to bust apart the airless pump on my cleanser. Hygienic packaging is great and all, but this product has quite literally changed my life, and I wasn’t about to let a drop of the gel-balm formula go to waste.

Before Pomegranate Glow Enzyme Cleanser (BPGEC, if you will), I was an amateur extraction junkie — if I could go back in time and change one thing, I'd stay far away from magnifying mirrors. Now that I’m nearing my 30s, my poor stretched-out pores are starting to give the game away.

At least, they were. Since I started using this stuff (or APGEC), my skin has bounced back to its early-20s glory. After several weeks of twice-daily use, the “gentle glycolic” effect of the fermented pomegranate has done what months of eleventy-thousand percent BHA and AHA gels could not: The bumps on my cheeks have smoothed out; my enlarged, previously visible-from-outer-space pores have stopped stealing my spotlight in selfies; and even the clogs on my nose have largely disappeared.

And I haven’t squeezed my face in over a month. Still, I should probably put the pliers away until my next bottle arrives.