I recently had an upper and lower blepharoplasty with Dr. Frankel under sedation. I'm only 10 days out, so I'll post pictures once the swelling and bruising is gone, but I can already really see a difference. A subtle, natural one, which is what I wanted. I went with Dr Frankel even though he didn't have any reviews on RealSelf because of his Instagram. His results make patients look refreshed and relaxed, and awake. When you look at full-face before and after photos on his page you can't always tell what a patient has had done, just that they look better in their after photo. That's what I wanted. He's also smart and kind, and has a great support staff. Already planning to go with him for a lower facelift when finances allow. Updated on 14 Jan 2022: Adding some pictures. First two are in full makeup before surgery. The bottom picture is about a month out of surgery, no makeup. I had no blurry vision, no dry eye, no lower lid retraction. Zero complications, just redness and swelling, which I managed with Tylenol and cold compresses. If you're Covid conscious like me, Dr. Frankel is a good way to go - all my appointments were virtual until the actual surgery, and follow-ups have been virtual at my request. I can really see a difference, and everyone is telling me I look so well rested lol. Updated on 12 Jun 2022: I don't even worry about my eyes at all anymore. I wear contacts, I look cute with eye makeup, and I have a lot more confidence than I used to have. My family and husband all said I didn't need to do it, that they didn't see a problem, but afterward they have all said that I look so much more relaxed, and that I look 'like I used to.' Go with Dr. Frankel.

If I could go back one year, I would never have gotten my nose done. For as long as I can remember, I loved my nose. After having kids, the tip widened and a small indent became more pronounced, so a few friends recommended Dr. Jonathan Frankel as “the best.” He trained under a well-known surgeon and had been praised in Cleveland Magazine, so I trusted I was in good hands. At my consultation, I told him clearly that I wanted my old nose back—smaller, cuter, and still me. I even showed him high-school photos. He said he understood and reassured me over and over: “No one will know you had your nose done; I’m just making you a prettier version of yourself.” He also jokingly called the indent on my tip the “Golden Arches,” saying it looked like the McDonald’s M. I was embarrassed, but it pushed me into scheduling. Before surgery, I was surprised that no labs were ordered—just forms. I later learned it was because he doesn’t use full sedation, which is not typical. The surgery was supposed to take three hours; it took almost 5½, and he never explained why. Recovery was brutal: severe bruising, swelling down my neck, bloodshot eyes, and from the start my nose looked wrong. I couldn’t reach him for days. No follow-up call, no check-in—nothing. When he finally responded, I sent photos showing that my nose looked crooked, swollen in a strange way, and even longer than before. I begged for an earlier appointment. At the visit, my mom and I both said something wasn’t right. My entire appearance looked different. He laughed, told me it was “the best nose he’s ever done,” and insisted everything was just swelling. I also told him I couldn’t breathe. He brushed it off. Fast-forward one year: I’m an extremely active person and ride horses competitively, yet since this surgery I get winded, see stars, and sometimes have to stop mid-ride to catch my breath. I wake up nightly with a dry mouth because I can’t breathe through my nose. I avoid photos because I no longer recognize myself. I finally saw two highly respected surgeons for opinions. Both said almost the same thing: • Too much cartilage was removed, causing collapse and a crooked appearance. • One side has more scar tissue, pulling my nose to the left. • When I inhale, my nostrils suction closed, which is why I can’t breathe. • To fix this, they must add cartilage—from my rib or ear—to rebuild support. • The tip was set too close to my upper lip, giving a downward, elongated look. Both surgeons said I’ll likely need one or two major revision surgeries to correct these mistakes. I never imagined trying to “fix the tip” would leave me with a botched nose job, breathing problems, and a face I barely recognize. But if sharing my experience prevents even one person from going through this nightmare, then it’s worth speaking up.