That I enjoy lathering up with bar soap is hardly news. I could receive bars of freshly cut handmade soap for every birthday from now until the day I die and I’d be happy. Nothing quite…
I’m just a little less than two weeks from turning thirty-three. Yes, I’m feeling old. And vain. Enter sunscreen. It’s no newsflash that I should be wearing it. Skin cancer rates are startling. The…
This post is sponsored by Stowaway; makeup essentials in sizes you can carry.My great great Aunt Ruth was a woman with a proper dressing table. You might be familiar with the sort of table she…
The likelihood that this post offers the majority of readers anything truly revelatory is slim. But I’m not looking to be revelatory. I’m just looking to remind you all to take a few minutes and…
This post is sponsored by Stowaway, makers of makeup essentials in sizes you can carry and actually finish.I’m not one to wax expert on cosmetics, but you already know that I stand on the side of less…
I mentioned in this weekend’s newsletter that I’d spent a little quality pampering time in the Lower East Side gem of a nail salon, Hortūs Nailworks. The salon carries a whole range of five-free polishes,…
This post is sponsored by Stowaway, a right-sized cosmetics company.The magnolias are going gangbusters. The daffodils have unfurled. It’s not warm out exactly, but I’ve sped up the arrival of spring in my apartment…
It’s the time of year for looking in the mirror and hoping my salty tears might provide enough moisture to put a little glow back into my dry cheeks. (Sad February-ers, unite. It’s almost…
If I was tasked to come up with names for makeup, I’d call my favorite cheek color Snow Day Pink. Forget all those flower names.Maybe this is strange to say, but I feel especially…
This post is sponsored by S.W. Basics, a skincare company that believes “simplicity is the essence of awesome.”In my book, I’ve written a bit about the idea that in the quest for simplicity, it’s…