I am not a perfume person, and not because I don’t like the idea of wearing perfume: it’s just that most are so strong they make me dizzy, and so many are too ickily sweet for my taste. This, however, is right up my alley: it smells of cypress oil, cedar, vetiver and—ever so subtly—patchouli, and I can’t stop spraying it on, and then smelling my wrist.
I know that half the universe has sworn by Kiehl’s Creme With Silk Groom for ages now. But I’d never given it a shot until this past weekend out in Sag Harbor when I realized I’d neglected to pack my usual Hair Product and was relieved to find a tube of it lying around. And now I understand why Silk Groom has an army of admirers: I’ve tried nothing that makes my fried hair so soft, or halts the frizzbo effect so completely.
I’ve always been intrigued by—but never understood quite what to do with—illuminizer. From what I gather, you deploy it strategically about the face, and superior glowiness ensues. But any beauty ritual that requires any amount of actual strategy is not such a safe bet for highly inexpert me. Then yesterday afternoon at Sephora, my friend and sometime collaborator Andrea Linett gave me the simplest tip: just mix a dab of the stuff—her favorite is this one from Josie Maran— in with your tinted moisturizer/foundation/BB Cream of choice, and cover your whole face with the concoction. No need for an expert hand, and the result is indeed superior. People might even call you radiant.
I also picked up a little travel mini size of Kate Somerville’s exfoliating treatment. I don’t typically exfoliate, but when traveling I must: getting on and off of planes—and I’ve got quite a few flights lined up on this little vacation—makes my skin feel extra-gnarly, and this stuff washes all the ick away.
Finally, and acting on a tip from another friend (Tribeca Mom, natch) I picked up this combo lip stain and gloss. The gloss half is too shellac-y for my taste, but the stain is genius: it’s basically a felt-tip pen for your lips and the color stays and stays and stays. The hue I chose is called Berry Bliss, and it’s a nice reprieve from all the classic red I’ve been so infatuated with lately.
Tribeca Mom raved about this, and at first I was wary because it’s a lot of cash for the tiniest little bottle. But it creates the most natural flush of any cheek tint I’ve ever tried, and you use just the eensiest smudge so it’ll last forever.
Also from Perricone: a super-light, foolproof-even-for-me concealer.
The best match for my skin tone in the history of ever, with a significantly higher SPF than my usual BB Cream.
A waterproof mascara that delivers on volume.
And a waterproof eyeliner that would stay put in a hurricane.
The lip tint that goes on and stays on, with zero glop factor.
Also from Tarte: my beloved BB tinted moisturizer, about which I can not say enough. It erases flaws, but is light enough that you can still see your skin, and I swear it is responsible for clearing up a breakout that cruelly struck on my 50th birthday. I do not know how I will proceed if Tarte ever discontinues it. And this time of year I especially appreciate that it comes with a healthy dose of SPF.
Just the tiniest dab of Davines hair oil counters the frizzbo effect brilliantly.
This waterproof eyeliner pencil is satisfyingly creamy, goes on like a dream, and stays put infinitely better than liquid liner in this heat.
My legs are always 70% paler than the rest of my body, and it’s just gross. These are the best tanning towels I’ve found. Not cheap, but foolproof.
Call me a freak; unless I’m washing my hair, I prefer a morning bath to a shower. The trick to not putting yourself right back to sleep is to keep the water on the room-temperature side (trust me! it’s invigorating!) and bathing with something quite refreshingly-scented, like this stuff, which packs a double dose of invigorating, what with its mix of lemon and lemongrass.
Here are a few products I’m using right now to keep these relentless days of cold and wet from making me feel like a big, plain lumpen mess. First up: I got a wee sample of Kiss Kiss Bang Bang—one of a brand new line of lip colors from Marc Jacobs—with my most recent Sephora order and am now using it to the exclusion of all other lippy. It’s the kind of pink that works even if you think you can’t wear pink, and stays on for ages.
Why have I been using brush eyeliners all of these years when pencils are so infinitely easier to work with? And this plummy hue so much softer and more flattering than straight-up black.
A nicely subtle bronzer for my deathly winter pallor.
If this happy yellow pattern came in wallpaper, I’m a little afraid of what I might do.
If this Liberty of London beauty-product-a-day advent calendar did not already exist, I feel it might have come to me in a dream.
It was back to the old neighborhood last week to meet my friend Dini at the new Organic Pharmacy on Bleecker, which is one of those dangerous places where the longer you stay, the more you want. Their big thing is that they are an actual organic pharmacy, and that you can go there and speak to an expert who will recommend supplements based on your all your various needs, from insomnia to migraine to the common cold. It’s all very impressive.
Of course I was most interested in the beauty products on offer, and could not stop sniffing this Neroli Shower Gel, which I wound up taking home with me. It is fresh and earthy all at once, and smells a bit like patchouli, if patchouli grew up and got a job.
I also grabbed one of their lipsticks in a very alluring shade of dark pink. According to Dini—who is a font of this kind of wisdom—we are supposed to wear pinker shades as we get older, and I have to say it is definitely more flattering than that all-out red I bought the other day (although I am still loving that red). I like a matte color, which can be a problem in the winter with chapping and what have you, but this stuff is packed full of moisturizing nutrients like castor oil and meadowfoam seed oil, which I recall from my days editing beauty copy is something of a super-moisturizer.
Their eye shimmers were a bit of a revelation: I would usually find this type of thing too sparkly for my taste, but just a slash of the emerald green at the eye line woke my whole face up.