When it comes to battling gravity’s take down of my face, I’m willing to fight back with currents, lasers, injections, microneedles, radio frequencies and probably the scalpel, eventually. But I’m in no rush to go the surgery route. Still, the subtle drooping of my jawline was making me angsty. I blame it on all those Zoom meetings— I can’t unsee the unflattering image of myself in that mean little grid. And I’m not alone. According to a 2020