- Success Stories
My name is Dani and I live in NYC. I am an artist. I write and perform music, so I am in front of a crowd of people on a regular basis.
I was tired of putting makeup on to cover my acne when I performed. I always worried about what my skin looked like on stage.
I met Morgan and she introduced me to the concepts behind Acne Beautiful. I was instantly hooked. I had been looking to adopt a more natural lifestyle but I did not know how.
I got more than I bargained for with Acne Beautiful. Not only did we get to the bottom of some of my skin issues, which happened to be gut related. I was introduced to amazing products, supplements recipes, and herbs that I was thrilled to incorporate into my lifestyle.
I started taking time for myself and caring for my body in a new way. My energy increased, I slept better, my mood was light and my skin began to clear up and calm down.
I travel a lot and I use the Triple Threat Treatment to keep my skin in check when I am on the move performing, staying out late, wearing makeup and eating on the run. Thank you, Acne Beautiful!
Angel (Mexico and NYC):
Hi Everyone, my name is Angel and I a from Mexico.
I had severe acne when I was 17 years old, after a round of Accutane the acne diminished to a just a few annoying pimples here and there.
I moved to New York and I started to break out again. I tried the usual, creams, lotions, and dermatologists but the acne always came back, persistently.
One day as frustrations mounted, I came across MORGAN who introduced me to raw foods and some very healthy natural ways of eating.
I also realized that I enjoy health and decided to open a juice bar of my own in Mexico where I can help others achieve optimal health.
I have a much healthier outlook on life even though I still get a pimple here and there it’s nothing like before so I definitely recommend Morgan’s program if you want clear skin.
Justice (Colorado): It started when I was in 4th grade. Little flesh colored bumps started appearing on my forehead. Kids at school would comment. My parents haggled me to wash my face twice a day. I started wearing a hat.
5th grade: The bumps were no longer flesh colored. The hat became a permanent addition to my head. I became depressed. No one else looked like me.
6th grade: I enrolled in a baking class where they taught us how to make and decorate cakes using the lowest grade food, boxed cake mix, lard and powdered sugar. I got fat. This did not help my self-image at all. Grandma would comment on my weight in good intentions, but it still hurt.
I began to believe I was ugly.
8th grade: I began taking pills for my acne. Minocycline, or something. It was a long and arduous process getting my mom to take me to the Dermatologist. I think I convinced myself that she didn’t care about how much I was hurting. Looking back, I was shy about my changing body and tormented by ideals of beauty I saw every where.
I was blowing things out of proportion, but I couldn’t see my situation clearly and I was confused.
Anyway, the prescription medication worked and my acne cleared up. I was pleased as punch.
I stopped taking the pills. The acne came back.
I started taking the pills again at a higher dosage. Again, my skin cleared.
In the end, I stopped taking the pills for my acne, though. I can’t give you a clear answer why. I just….didn’t want to. I thought it was bad, almost?
So, I stopped.
My face broke out again at the beginning of freshman year. I tried to convince myself that it would clear on its own, that I had already taken the medication that eradicated it, so I had nothing to worry about. The acne showed up on my forehead, my problem spot for all previous years. Then, it spread down the sides of my face.
Mom took me to an acupuncturist. Itchy, flaky, inflamed skin erupted on my neck jaw, cheeks, chin and forehead. The acupuncturist was at her wits end and unintentionally made hurtful comments.
I thought no boy would ever love me.
Mom introduced me to Morgan. I liked Morgan. A lot. It didn’t feel like she judged me on my skin like some others who tried to help. She helped me heal ALL of me, not just my skin – based off of my diet, emotions and hormones. She was great to be around, too! My acne subsided.
Gradually, I realized that appearances mattered less to me. I began to have a healthier outlook on life and my skin. I still get some zits, but I am not nearly as worried as I might have been a year ago. When people ask me about my skin and comment “how much better it looks,” it is still uncomfortable for me to talk about, but not horrifying and it surprised me to realized how little people actually care about the state of my skin, whether it be clear or not!