a fairy tale (and new red lipstick) for valentine’s day

Allow me, dear reader, to impart upon you a fairy tale: A weary princess – nay, queen – stumbles wearily through the village, merely fulfilling the obligations of her kingdom. In this case, her kingdom of skincare, a domicile fraught with violent history but has seemed to finally reach its period of peace and prosperity….

the acme of acne

While I’ve drifted from its original purpose, this blog was, as its point of creation, intended to be a place where I deposited each and every one of my thoughts regarding what the hell I was putting on my face. I have tried . . . so many . . . beauty products it’s difficult…

Stumbling Toward Vanity

We all have our shallow things that we miss during this time of social distancing and trying not get sick and die. The beauty industry, I bet, is suffering pretty hard due to the necessity of getting up close and personal with strangers. Then again, I heard around the 2008 recession that beauty is “recession-proof,”…

The Unsung Senses

I myself am not much of a gardener; never have been, and accepting of the fact that I most likely never will be. No matter how hard I try, I find it difficult to keep plants alive – the number of succulents and even air plants (SUPPOSEDLY THEY JUST NEED AIR) to wither and disintegrate…

Saturday Side Note: Drunk in New York

Sort of a weird Saturday Side Note, but I was feeling really homesick for NYC, and just sort of sad in general lately, and I jotted this short bit down on my phone.  There was this moment when I realized that one of my all-time favorite feelings is, “drunk in New York” and I kind…