It takes a special kind of person to be content working at home, and I am very much not that person. I’m restless, easily distractible, and, even though I’ve taken to waking up shockingly early in the mornings, slow to get going. So on days when I don’t want to bother with perfume—which is, let’s face it, most days—I instead slather on this excellent lemon/lemongrass body oil from Dr Hauschka. The scent is bright and fruity without being fruity sweet (because of the lemongrass, probably) and it gets me focused in the mornings as much as my coffee does. I read somewhere once that in certain factories in Japan, they pump lemon scent into the air to keep workers productive and alert. I swear there is something to this.
I’ve become a bit of a freak for the Creamy Lips line from Ellis Faas: the colors are fantastic, and they don’t budge. And it goes on smoothly, but, once you blot, quickly goes quite matte and light—more like a stain than a lipstick—and this too pleases me because I hate the feeling of glop on my lips. For months now I’ve been using the Deep Fuchsia, a bold, lively pink that’s super-poppy, yet still somehow not too much. But just yesterday I popped in to Bigelow and picked up a tube in their Deep Plum Wine hue, which is more on the dramatic, evening side of things, but which I plan to wear during the day or whenever.
I add a new product to my skincare regimen approximately never; my skin is annoyingly sensitive, and if there is one thing I learned during my time around beauty editors, it is that consistency is important above all else in this matter. So I keep it simple, using nothing but Kate Somerville Detox Daily Cleanser and Bobbi Brown BB Cream. But lately I’ve been curious about products with Vitamin C, because they apparently make you look all dewey and youthful and—even better—help reduce the appearance of dark spots. Sadly, most of them contain retinoids, which would spell disaster for me. So I shelled out for this Mega-C Radiance Serum, and it could just be me wanting it to be so, but I’m pretty sure I’ve got more of a glow happening. (For those of you who can handle retinoids and would prefer a less pricey option, there is this, which I have heard from a couple of sources is amazing.)
The reappearance of my roots is never something that happens gradually. Instead, I just wake up one morning and there they are: suddenly very visible, and just that much more grey than the last time around. And so I was thrilled to discover Color Wow, which you simply brush on the affected spots. It comes in multiple shades, and reader, it and works like a miracle. I swear it makes you look like you have more volume too—a big plus for the fine-haired among us.
I should wear brown eyeliner; I know this. It’s softer and more flattering for somebody with my particular coloring than black. And yet I have persisted in wearing black because I could never find a brown that was as satisfyingly dark as I craved until right exactly now.
I meant to wash my hair yesterday. I did. But it was raining, and the dogs needed walking, and if those two excuses didn’t happen to be in play, I likely would have found others. Because I’ll jump on any excuse not to have to submit to the tedium of blow-drying then curling-ironing my gnarled waves into submission. And this has meant that I’ve spent a lot of time with ponytails and topknots. This magic device—a thermal brush that works with infrared heat—has changed all that: I just run it through my hair and unruly tangles turn smooth as butter.
I wasn’t looking for a new favorite mascara when I ventured into the brand new—and dangerously close to my place of residence—Space NK beauty emporium in Nolita on Saturday. Neither did I especially want for bronzer. And yet both of those items—and more—made it into my shopping bag. Let’s review:
I asked our salesperson what her favorite mascara in the store was (because, let’s face it: I’m always at least halfway looking for a new favorite mascara) and she produced a tube of Mascara Terrybly from By Terry. And people, my lash game has been transformed. Nothing short of false lashes has ever made them look so long, and glossy, and positively un-gloppy.
I am so poor at eyeshadow application that I’ve pretty much given up on the proposition altogether, but this new brush makes screwing up hard even for me. Color glides on with one fell swoosh, and something about the shape of the brush itself and the angle of the handle gives you the control you need to be much more precise.
This eyeshadow palette initially attracted me because it’s just so cool-looking—I am forever being drawn in by innovative executions of the beauty palette—but the colors are what closed the deal: all highly wearable, all low-drama.
Just another light, sheer, super-flattering bronzer that I didn’t need but had to have.
There are few things more excellent than arriving at CO Bigelow Apothecary to pick up a prescription and being told that it’s not quite ready. Because this means you are left with no choice but to browse their endless and excellent selection of beauty products; to stock up on old reliables and discover new indispensables. This was my yesterday.
First, a reliable: I can’t believe I’m only now just getting around to writing about Klorane Floral Water Makeup Remover, because I have stayed loyal to it for longer than pretty much any other item in my beauty arsenal. It takes everything off, and is the lightest ever—true to its name, like water. No grease, no stinging.
My new new favorite lip color, people. And not just because this is the perfect reddish-pink— (or pinkish red?) but also because it is truly the longest-lasting tint I have ever tried. As in, I applied some mid-day, and then hours later, when time rolled around to take the dog out for his evening walk, I checked the mirror and it was still there. And it’s super-matte, which may be very 80s of me to like, but I like it.
I can’t quite get to the bottom of what they put in Swedish Dream Sea Salt soap to make it smell so damn fresh, but I’ve long thought that if I could pipe the scent into my home, I would. This candle version is the next best thing.
Migraines used to be a big part of my life, and while only drugs truly made them go away, lavender provided a lot of relief, and nipped quite a few small headaches in the bud before they became big ones. I am picky, picky about my lavender as a result, and this stuff—a light, milky oil that absorbs immediately and has a clean, not-too-heavy scent—clears the bar in a big way.