Alright, who decided that putting “noni” (aka angry-looking fruit) into a serum would fix our sad, tired faces?

The Celimax The Real Noni Energy Ampoule is thick. Like, almost suspiciously rich for a product that claims to be soothing thick. It feels like a hug… from someone who’s a little too enthusiastic.

Scent?

It’s mild, thank goodness. I was ready to be assaulted by health-food-store vibes, but it’s actually bearable. Slightly green, slightly earthy. Manageable even for my delicate, judgmental nose.

Absorption?

She needs a minute. Don’t expect this to disappear instantly like some flimsy watery serum. Nope. She’s here to stay, she’s taking her shoes off, and she’s making herself comfortable.

Effect?

Honestly? My skin looks less dead after using it for two weeks.

It gives that plump, well-rested, slightly smug glow that makes people ask if you’ve been “sleeping better.” (Spoiler: You have not.)

Complaint?

If you’re oily or have no patience, skip it. This ampoule is clingy. It demands commitment. She’s not here for a casual relationship.

Bottom line?

Annoyingly good. I roll my eyes every night while applying it… and yet, somehow, I still do.