Wedding Day Countdown: The Ultimate Beauty & Body Plan

Daily workouts? Torture. Protein and veggie diet? Mental warfare. Weekly skin sessions? Expensive. Loving how you look on your big day? Priceless.

John Herr

For my wedding, I vowed to get my skin and body in the best shape of my life. With my date just a week before my 36th birthday, I knew that it would take discipline and dedication–lets be honest, with age, simply opting for salads at lunch and slathering on a moisturizing face mask weekly isn't going to cut it. If I wanted a sleek silhouette, including the elevated booty and Madonna-like arms that would so elegantly complement my beloved Kenneth Pool "Celia" gown,  I was going to have to work for it. If I wanted to turn back the clock on sun damage, enlarged pores and those expression lines on my forehead, I was going to have to be diligent with my at-home and in-office treatments. After a few months of albeit, intense workouts, super clean eating and consistent beauty appointments, I was not only 15 pounds lighter, I was more toned all over. I had legit curves. My skin was glowing and smooth. When I slipped on my dress that day and looked at my reflection, I felt transformed.

I will preface the month-by-month plan below, that potentially could be deemed extreme by some, with this: I am a beauty girl. I write about breakthroughs, innovations, treatments, and products in beauty and fitness for a living. It's in my blood, and I know as much as anyone the power that they can have not only physically but mentally–I was willing to do it all. What you feel when you see yourself in the mirror is more than skin deep. Bottom line: do what you need to do to be your best self. I promise, your hard work and the cost will be worth it.

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Countdown: 24 Hours

On the morning of, I woke up at 6am from pure adrenaline and excitement (no alarm required). During hair and makeup, I couldn’t even think of consuming one of the bagels from the huge breakfast display set up for my female entourage. But, I did know one thing: I was going to eat at the wedding. The mayhem and tight schedule of photos and the ceremony would be done soon enough, and my husband and I would  be able to share our first meal together. I also couldn’t wait to get my now married hands on a glass (or two or three!) of champagne. But, every time I sat down to chow down on the French roast cut chicken, potatoes and artisanal bread basket, we were surrounded by well wishers and loved ones. I wanted to take it all in; savor the moment, not the food. And so, starved at 1am and after stepping out of my beloved gown, I ran into the kitchen and boiled a huge pot of water.  Sam and I each devoured a bowl of pasta and washed it down with a glass of Moet overlooking the ocean before heading to bed, full of love.

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From: Harper’s BAZAAR US

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