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I once dedicated a solid 45 minutes each morning to my beauty routine, and that was a problem. So when I finally cut my embarrassingly elaborate skin-care routine down to ten minutes this summer, it was a point of pride. My goal: perfect, luminous skin.
I begin my streamlined morning lineup with a few pumps of Phace’s Detoxifying Cleanser, a non-foaming cleanser specifically enhanced with a pH slightly lower than our skin’s natural pH. I learned about Phace when the brand’s Harvard-trained founder paid the Cut a visit last year. There are a few very nerdy reasons why you want a cleaner with a low pH. At the top of the list: hydrated skin, and fewer blemishes and wrinkles down the road. It’s a bit of a mystery why the low pH helps protect skin better, but one plausible theory is since skin that stays in the low-pH range is more acidic, it naturally fights acne-causing bacteria while preserving the face’s native moisture barrier.
After I cleanse, I rub on the most aptly named product in existence: Good Genes. The serum by Sunday Riley is fueled by lactic acid and makes my skin instantly glow. It has a pungent, spicy smell that turns off many, but surprisingly, not me. Maybe all you need to know is that Helen Mirren is a fan.
I usually let Good Genes marinate on my skin for a few minutes. Then, if I’m feeling undermoisturized, I give a few blots of Pestle and Mortar’s Hyaluronic Acid Serum around my chin and hairline, where I sometimes become uncharacteristically dry (my skin is generally oily). Pestle and Mortar is the brainchild of an Irish biochemist, her skin-care guru sister, and her photographer husband, who wanted to help people look Photoshopped IRL. So far, my experience looks promising.
For my eyes, I’ve most recently turned to a gnarly skin-care brand that employs technology used on astronauts in outer space. Skin Space Defence Bright Eye Lift Gel is a clear solution that loses its semi-solid shape as soon as it touches my skin. It melts and becomes oily, like cold bacon fat thrown in a frying pan. The story behind the brand goes something like this: A British plastic surgeon teamed up with space scientists to create a healing salve for post-op patients in his practice. The space scientists tapped into their knowledge of skin-care ingredients astronauts use when exposed to the age-accelerating elements of space, and before long, a beauty brand was born. I can’t say for sure why I use this product (my eyes don’t need a “lift” just yet), but if I’m being honest, there’s an amusement factor when I think about a bunch of rocket scientists huddled together to launch a cosmetic product.
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Right after I tend to my eyes, I slap on Philosophy’s Renewed Hope in a Jar SPF 30 mixed with a dab of every makeup artist’s (and Kardashian’s) holy-grail product, Kevyn Aucoin’s Sensual Skin Enhancer, which completes my morning ritual.
Nighttime is a much more complicated story. First, I remove my makeup with some sort of wipe. Recently, that’s been makeup artist Lauren Napier’s individually packaged and guaranteed-to-never-dry-out wipes. Lauren’s worked with the likes of Zoë Kravitz, Anne Hathaway, and Lady Gaga, so you could say she knows a thing or several about cutting through serious face paint. She’s also worked with Drake, even though everyone knows that Aubrey is naturally beautiful.
I typically wash my face again with Phace. As soon as I pat dry, I swipe Pixi’s Glow Tonic over my face with a cotton round. Glow Tonic is new to the States, but in its native England, it’s a bit of a rock star. The glycolic acid in the formula gently smooths over rough spots and the occasional dark mark over time. It’s basically the budget version of Biologique Recherche’s P-50. A delightfully named Skin Perfecting Liquid from Paula’s Choice completes my acid application for the night. In there, you can find a watery concentration of 2 percent salicylic acid, which ensures that my pores stay clear and my blemishes remain buried.
It’s a waiting game of 30 minutes before I move to the next step. Though, truthfully, some nights, this is where the train ends. But if I’m being diligent, I follow the salicylic acid with Paula’s Choice Resist Anti-Aging 1% Retinol Booster. The 30-minute waiting period nullifies any irritation that might arise when using an acid and a retinol at the same time. It’s a method I’ve tested through trial and error because it will sting a bit if I don’t wait. I don’t use retinols all the time, but I try to sometimes, if only because it’s one of the best products a person can use to avoid wrinkles later in life.
Immediately after the retinol, I dab on 111 Skin’s Celestial Black Diamond Contour Gel. Slightly thicker than the eye gel I use in the morning, it’s supposed to help stimulate the production of collagen, which, in return, will help diminish the appearance of dark circles. I’ve only just started to use the gel, but here’s to wishful thinking.
Finally, I finish off the night with La Prairie’s Skin Caviar Luxe Cream Sheer. Yes, it’s expensive, and yes, if you agree with Kathleen, the Cut’s senior beauty editor, it might smell like granny cream, but I love that it makes my skin feel really soft and plump in the morning. When I’m not being completely overindulgent, I’ll use Laneige’s Water Sleeping Mask instead.
And speaking of masks, lately Dr. Jart’s Deep Hydration sheet mask is what I like every now and then, when my skin feels especially parched. I actually swear by sheet masks for hydration. Unlike traditional masks, the cloth in a sheet mask traps moisture so skin feels especially supple.
But will I keep this routine going throughout the fall? Who knows? Maybe I’ll Kondo more to add some simplicity to my life.
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This weekend, The New York Times published a piece on the rise of postpartum grooming, aka the practice of bringing a hairstylist to the hospital after giving birth. It seems more and more women are choosing to have professionals make sure they look their best for those first pictures with their newborn.
For someone who doesn’t have a baby, this all could come across as a bit excessive. Really, how can someone be worried about frizzy hair when they’ve just delivered a new life into the world? The Times piece points to a preoccupation with famous new moms, like Kate Middleton, who managed to look impeccable and paparazzi ready when she exited the hospital with her daughter, Princess Charlotte, only hours after giving birth. Instagram is another likely culprit, as many birth announcements are now broadcast on social media within minutes of cutting the umbilical cord. But in my own experience, the pressure to look presentable so soon after such a strenuous task—it’s called labor for a reason—didn’t come from the Internet or from celebrities, it came from other moms.
When I was approaching my due date earlier this year, I called my cousin, who had a daughter a few months back, to ask for her advice on what I should pack in my hospital bag. She listed a series of must-have items, which included a comfortable robe, warm socks, and fresh linens, before saying to me, in the most serious of tones, “Do not forget to bring some mascara. I forgot to pack mine and I looked so tired in my photos.” Until then, I hadn’t even thought about taking makeup to the hospital, I was too anxious thinking about contractions and C-section horror stories to care about what I would look like afterward. But she raised a valid point. Those first photos with your baby last forever, and who wants to regret looking terrible in them for a lifetime? I hung up and jotted down “makeup bag” on my packing list.
Another friend who has a one-year-old son shared her prepartum grooming strategy: After she had her first contraction, she called her doctor—who told her she was still hours away from having to go to the hospital. He suggested she walk around her neighborhood in order to speed up the process, and so she strolled to a nearby nail salon. “It was the perfect way to kill time until the contractions got closer together,” she said. “Not only was it relaxing, but I was also all set for the photos.”
While most postpartum snapshots are taken by family members, some hospitals now offer the services of a professional photographer to immortalize the moment. Instead of fuzzy iPhone photos, these pictures are taken with a bright flash, making the pressure to look good seem that much more intense. A fellow coworker tipped me off about the hospital photographer in advance. Earlier this year, she was pregnant with her second child, so she already knew to prep in advance. While she didn’t book a blowout in the hospital for fear of being perceived as too high maintenance, she did book one for just before she gave birth. “I wanted to feel my best,” she says simply. “And I got a pedicure, too—because who wants to stare at unpolished feet while pushing?”
In the end, I didn’t have much time to weigh the decision. My daughter, Paloma, surprised us all by deciding to come one week early. And while I didn’t enlist the help of a professional hairstylist, I will admit that when I felt the first twinges of a contraction, I jumped in the shower and proceeded to blow-dry my hair in anticipation. Of course, after seventeen hours of labor, the blowout didn’t exactly hold up. I also skipped on applying mascara, thankfully, since I cried my eyes out after my daughter was handed to me. But looking at those first photos, I don’t notice my sweaty hair or my red puffy eyes. Instead, what I see is the look of absolute love on my face as I met my baby for the first time. And really, what’s more beautiful than that?
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This morning I needed to respond to an email request for action. It was a simple task.
But the email says I did not respond to a recent voice mail. I search my phone and learn I have had no voice mail messages for days. Now I have a mystery to solve. Does my voice mail work?
The email that asked me to do the task answered one question I had about the task from prior conversations but not another. So I can only do a half-reply with the information I have. Now my history of email messages with this business contact splits into two, as the topic has bifurcated. Twice the complication, thanks to the design limitations of email communications.
I notice the message also asks me to check a calendar date. That means picking up my phone…and noticing I have a text message alert. Do I look? Must be important at this time of day. I resist, but my mind is now spread over the incoming text message curiosity, my missing voice mail mystery, and the task at hand that has now turned one email chain into two or three.
I search my sent emails to remind myself what I asked for, and what I have. I need a file that I can’t find in any direct way, but I figure out a clever way to find a copy.
Wait, wasn’t I checking my calendar? It takes about ten clicks on my phone to close an app, hunt for my calendar app, open it, and navigate to the date in question. By then I have had seven new thoughts and literally do not remember why I opened the calendar in the first place. Ten clicks to do one task is far too many.
At some point in that process it occurred to me that I should document my internal thoughts to show how complicated the world has become. So I am doing that now. And I literally do not recall why I opened my calendar in the first place. That was 25 thoughts ago.
This is why we are all crazy. There is no such thing as a simple task. Every little thing becomes a mental marathon of app-switching, searching for old emails, troubleshooting technology problems, and juggling five questions spread over seven emails.
I blame our many legacy systems for this situation. The idea of an “application” makes no sense in 2015. I should be able to start my task directly and let my software figure out which app to use and how. That part should not be my job.
For example, if want to check my calendar, I should be able to start typing a date in some blank page on my device and have the operating system know I must want to see my calendar, so it pops up. We need to get rid of the step where you have to choose a device and an app before you can do any simple task. The task has to come first, with the choice of app at the end, or automatic. That’s how you will keep your mind straight in complex situations.
And why do messages come to me via text, WhatsApp, Facebook, IMs, and my several email accounts? I don’t want to first pick an app before sending a message. I want to start typing or talking my message and select the app when I am done, or not at all if the software guesses right.
And everything I do on my phone or computer should be grouped by project, not by application. That way the distractions you encounter will all be in the same context at least. That probably helps.
I realize I say things that sound like exaggerations to you. And this is a blog, so you expect that sort of thing. But without exaggeration, I believe our app-first technologies, and the unnecessary complications of daily life, are literally driving normal folks insane. And in this context I mean an adult will seek mind-altering prescription meds just to keep the gun out of his mouth.
Marriage and family life has the same legacy problem. I’ll get to that in another post.
One of the great strengths of America, being a youngish country, is that we sometimes don’t mind tossing tradition out the window in the name of efficiency. I think we need to get a lot more aggressive about that now for mental health reasons.
I would start by designing from scratch the following legacy systems:
1. Marriage and child-rearing (Doesn’t work in the smartphone era)
2. Education (We teach the wrong topics in the wrong way.)
3. App-centric operating systems (Drives us crazy, literally)
4. Government (Poorly designed for 2015)
5. Taxes. (Should be automatic.)
Are there any other legacy systems you would overhaul?
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This is the thought that goes through my head sometimes, fifteen months after separating from my ex-husband (our divorce is still not official).
“Am I brave for moving forward with him, with the divorce? Or am I insane?”
Originally when we separated, a year or more seemed so far away. I thought for sure I would feel better — for good. I didn’t predict how tough it would be. I didn’t predict how sharing our child would still, fifteen months later, suck. Yes, suck. Splitting our daughter’s time in half has been tremendously difficult. When she is gone, it’s like I’m in the black & white scenes from the “Wizard of Oz”: twisters, an evil neighbor, and the dreariness of a flat Kansas plain about to erupt in a storm. All the color goes out of my life to some extent, and the house is eerily quiet.
Fifteen months down the line, I didn’t think hearing the news about a girlfriend would be so tough.
I didn’t think I would still grieve. Sure, I knew I would still be broke (and will still be broke for a while) and life wouldn’t be smooth or sunshine and kittens each day, but I didn’t realize how long it would take me to sew up my heart. To sew up my self-esteem again.
To believe that I am good enough to be loved and not a failure, even though the marriage failed.
To have faith that this too shall pass, and for good– not just for a few days or weeks.
Fifteen months down the line, I didn’t think dating would be so difficult. I didn’t think I would be so naive about how all these dating sites, apps, and random real-life run-ins with the opposite sex would be so complicated or simply void of substance. That I would be so hesitant and unsure.
Sometimes, I feel as if I am a teenager again: unsure of myself, unsure of what to do, and emotional at most turns.
I begin to wonder if I made the right choice. It wasn’t me who decided to divorce. We decided together. There were times I asked if we were doing the right thing. Times I asked if we could make this work. If we could try again.
I often think that even though I was thirty when I married that I was still immature when it came to relationships. Now, I am not immature. Now I have a whole other perspective on love than when I met my ex-husband.
And it makes me wonder if love really does exist in the way poets and musicians describe it, or if it’s all just a mirage or temporary state of particular hormones.
We decided to divorce and there I was, a woman dependent financially on a man, trying to get back into work full-time after motherhood and college, and we went forward with this.
Was I crazy? Or was I brave?
The answer is both.
The answer is in order to be brave, in order to find the love I want and the life I want, I had to be crazy enough and brave enough.
Yes. Divorce is hard. If you think it’s going to be easy or that the grass is green on the other side, think twice.
Yes, it is hard moving on. Yes, it is hard sharing my daughter. Yes, it is hard being broke.
But here is where the color kicks on:
Fifteen months later, I am working up a storm and building a career and bringing in an income for myself. I am still broke, but I am paying bills. I am making a mark and cutting ground.
Fifteen months later, yes I have been picky, but I have not let anyone into my child’s circle. I have protected her.
Fifteen months later, I have lost my home and found another. I have begun to start over completely, 150%.
Fifteen months later, I am still here writing, and still here hoping for the life I want, for the love I want.
So while I may have been crazy to have agreed to walk away from the only love of my life, I was brave to want more. I was brave to say I deserved someone who loved me for me, instead of hunkering down in my misery and loneliness and praying for it to end.
No, instead I took the wheel and decided to go out into the world to find someone who loves me as is, and not how he wants me to be. Insanity would have been staying with someone who didn’t accept me for who I was. Insanity would have been trying to squeeze myself into a box to be someone else so I didn’t have to be alone.
I decided to live an authentic life, and yes, it is hard and sad sometimes and I am truly scared on what is to come, but I did it.
And I guess that makes me brave.
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