I like to be funny. Just not today. I just found out that a friend of mine died. Not so much of a friend as an inspiration, a VISIONARY. I’m talking about Dr. Fredric Brandt, the Edward Scissorhands of the aesthetic world.
You would walk into his office, he’d brandish his needle, and before you could say ‘please get my laugh lines’ you’d be strolling out of his office, yourself, but a decade younger version of yourself.
Vogue, Elle, Marie Claire, Allure, and on, and on, and on, went to him for aesthetic advice. Superstars, politicians, moguls, other doctors and girls-next-door like me, learned to count on him and rely on him, to trust him for his expertise and honesty in what he did.
To this day, when I tell my other doctors (his offices were in Miami and NYC, I unfortunately moved to Arizona) how Fredric Brandt injected Botox in front of my ear to bring my jawline up, no one believes me.
He was a pioneer in his field. Ladies, he played a pivotal role in getting Botox approved by the FDA. And do you know why? Because he wanted people to feel beautiful. And his line of beauty products confirms this.
He was so happy reading a good review on his ‘Pores No More’ or ‘Lines No More’ (and I’m not linking these, no more, I just can’t). He was the first person to give me Botox when I was in my 20’s, he liked to dance, he constantly whistled broadway tunes, and laughed hysterically once when a NY taxi driver told him what a beautiful woman he was.
He was kind and honest and real. Just the other day he sent a girlfriend of mine away saying she looked beautiful and didn’t need anything done and he wasn’t going to take her money.
We danced at my wedding, he loved to twirl – one time twirling me into a buffet at which point he laughed and I laughed, he was like that. He was genuine. He was a good man, he was a genius. He will be missed.
R.I.P. Fredric Brandt. You will be missed.
Thank you for listening,