Where on earth did this week go, friends? Is November scaring the pants off you with its apparent insistence on hurtling toward December at a breakneck pace? Or is that just me? Mental note: must find a way to take a deep breath and have a cocktail before my brain scrambles entirely. Besides drinking myself into a semi-relaxed state, here’s what I’ll be up to this weekend: Read on
It’s September, friends! Finally! It’s my favorite month of the year – and not just because my birthday’s fast approaching (though that definitely helps). September always feels like a season of possibility. Leaves change, the air takes on that delicious chill, kids are locked back in their cells for another nine months, and the world feels like it makes a bit more sense.
So, I’m choosing to ignore the fact that the weather report claims it’ll be 90 degrees this weekend where I am. Instead, I’m looking ahead. To short boots, cozy fires, and soup season. Grab your first pumpkin spice latte of the season and do a little something to help your brain transition to fall. Need a few suggestions? Read on
It’s that time, friends: brace yourselves for my annual lecture about sunscreen. I know, it’s all very “After-School Special” of me. But truly, more than anything else you can do for yourself, SPF will save you from nearly everything that’s awful about aging. Wrinkles, rosacea, age spots, moles, freckles, you name it. Not to mention skin cancer, which is no laughing matter. And while I firmly, no exceptions, believe it’s a 365-days-a-year necessity, summer is when I get particularly militant about the whole thing. Because hey, we’re not kids any more. And that dewy complexion that used to bounce back from any kind of abuse needs a bit more TLC than it used to.
The problem is that sunscreen isn’t sexy. It doesn’t always smell great, can cause breakouts (or rashes on those of us with sensitive skin), and no one ever applies enough. Some formulas are greasy, some are chalky, and it takes ages of trial and error to find one to love. But friends, I’m here for you. I’ve done the trial-and-error, I’ve suffered the breakouts, and I’m here to deliver a list of my all-time favorites, the best sunscreens for summer. Read on
Friends, it’s that time of year – the time when fingers and toes are on full display, and it becomes painfully clear that my pedicure budget needs to be increased for the summer season (Hubs, are you listening?). This summer (as ever), I’ve noticed a few color favorites rising to the top of my list, and since I’m nothing if not an exhaustive researcher, I’ve tried out more formulas and shades than you can shake a bottle of polish at. Read on
Happy Earth Day, friends! (Or Earth Day, Observed, at least.) Since you know I’m all about living the green lifestyle, doing everything I can to curb excess waste and…
Yeah, not so much. You could look pretty hard before finding someone less environmentally-inclined than I am. If I’m honest, I barely recycle. I never carry those reuseable totes for grocery shopping (though I have about 967 of them spilling out of my hall closet). And last night, I put some old medications right in the garbage can. I know, I’m going straight to hell.
But. Every now and then, I see a little something I could do to be better. Nothing drastic, just a little nudge of environmental altruism, without going too far out of my way. And hey, in those rare instances, when I get to pat myself on the back for all the polar bears I’m saving? I’m totally an activist. Read on
You know those times in life when things are so harried that you just don’t have a single ounce of energy left in your bones to deal with a beauty routine? I’m in one of those phases, friends. And yet, there’s no denying my looks need some energy spent on them. I’m past the point in my life when I can just rush out of the door, fresh-faced and damp hair, and trust that all will be well. (Boy, you don’t realize how much you’ll miss those days until they’re gone. College self, you really should have appreciated that more.)
On the days that a full-blown foundation/cheeks/liner/lips/blowdry/flat iron routine seems, well, roughly on par with scaling Kilimanjaro, I’ve found myself relying on a few grab-and-go goodies that are making my life infinitely easier.
True story: A couple of weeks ago, I went to a gathering of my extended family. While I was there, two different relatives thought I was my mother. Not though I looked like her. Thought I was her. Now granted, my mom’s a pretty foxy lady, but still. Something needed to be done, and fast.
The moment I got home, I
entered counseling for a severe traumatic stress disorder started rummaging through my sample bins, desperate for any tricks to remedy whatever situation had been going on under those clearly-unflattering fluorescent lights.
After trying and discarding a few different options, I’ve landed on two new loves worth sharing. Read on
Oh, winter, the things you do to my skin. This is usually the time of year in which I’m frantically searching for scrubs, super-strength night creams, vats of olive oil…anything, really, to get my dry, irritated skin back in line.
All this to say that testing a new face cream in winter is…well, let’s just say it has a steep hill to climb. Read on