I went in this winter. By in, I mean in boxes of cookies; bags of chips; restaurants with unlimited refills of tortilla chips; and brunches with bottomless mimosas. I did not go in a gym, which would probably explain why I can’t get in my favorite pair of jeans right now. Here’s what I’m doing about it.
I’ve always loved makeup. Sit on that and imagine me as a child. I have caboodles upon caboodles of kid-friendly makeup. It starts with clear glosses from Claire’s that I spot next to the earrings that make your ears turn green. I graduate to tinted moisturizer (Benefit’s You Rebel), then mascara, and then blush. It is never enough. My mom, who can take credit for ensuring her teenage daughter never looks like a child of Jezebel, will learn about my planetary appetite for makeup the hard way.
In the coming weeks (or even now, if you’re so lucky), before you slip into that dress you bought post season and on sale, you’ll likely bare your feet in a sandal—the first step, if you will, on the staircase of shorter, lighter, and brighter attire. We call it spring. But if you treated your feet like the Baha Men over the winter and have all but forgotten about them, you’ll need to get your feet fit for view. I’m not here to judge, but I am here to help.
Let’s pretend for a moment that it’s not a balmy 50-something degrees in D.C. right now, and that spring has arrived at last. As we get on with the obligatory spring cleaning, we begin to wonder, is our makeup sponge a porous house of bacteria? Is our favorite serum reduced to expensive water because the active ingredients have gone to bed? Let’s find out in the Skin Smart Quiz.
This is a story about glowing skin—not the kind that radiates questionable incandescence and precedes an emergency 911 call—but skin that looks natural, warm, and healthy. It comes from two channels (one if you’re really lucky): skincare and a little bit of makeup. Let’s dive into both.
I have hair that sometimes looks like bacon—not delicious and addictive, but crispy and curly. On straighter days it might look smooth and lustrous, but usually it’s just flat and uninspired. On my grave, surely someone will write: “here lies Ashley: her hair always reminded people of the losing side of a fight.” But this isn’t a sad story at all; let’s get to the good part.
In honor of Women’s History Month (better late than never, eh?), I’d like to highlight a woman dear to me, Mallatobuck, a distant relative and more famously, Chewbacca’s wife. I know we’re related because we share the same genetic tendency to sprout body hair at an unrelenting speed. So what’s a hairy woman to do when she’d like to be, well, less hairy? She turns to the folks who spend a lifetime hacking through hair as dense as a German forest, you know, men.
This leads me to Bevel, the 90-day shaving system tailored to prevent ingrown hairs (if your hair is curly you know what I mean), and an overall superior shave. I interviewed Bevel’s founder about the innovative shaving kit and his thoughts on how to achieve the perfect shave.
The last time you bathed, do you remember? I’m not talking about that weakling of an experience you had this morning where you slapped on some suds, mulled over your problems, and then called yourself clean after 10 minutes—I’m talking about an actual bath. So when was it? Were rubber duckies your companions? Did you have poison oak? The last time I bathed preempts the first iPad, when Lebron was going to make Cleveland GREAT, and the only magazines that covered any Kardashian were King and FHM. A lot has changed since then, so grow up with me and learn how to bathe like a queen (quite literally).
First let’s talk about what this post is not about. It’s not about cleansers, creams, peels, serums, exfoliants, or masks. It’s not about the latest and greatest cleansing device or a spa treatment more costly than a car payment. It is about acne, clear skin, and a complexion that looks like a genetic jackpot. I’m talking about cod liver oil.