Frankly, my skin should look far worse than it does—I drink more coffee than water, sleep scant hours, and graze on granola bars more than greens. I often wake up to ruddiness, flakiness, and fine lines, exacerbated by dehydration, among other imperfections. That said, I’ve tried countless skin tints—including BB Creams, CC Creams, and tinted moisturizers—and whittled my collection to formulas so stellar, you’d believe I guzzle green juice on the reg. Read More...
When it comes to mascara, I have a very simple test: Will one coat make my lashes hit my glasses? I have to admit I was blessed with pretty good lashes. If I’m being honest, I don’t feel like I necessarily need mascara — my lashes are full, thick, and curled without it. Regardless, I’m obsessed with mascara anyway, especially because I want my lashes to pop behind said glasses. It’s been that way since my early teens, when tubes of CoverGirl and Maybelline littered my bathroom vanity. Read More...
Point blank: Summer is my least favorite season for fashion. I struggle to find shorts I like on my 5-foot frame, so I’ve been opting for comfy dresses that work for casual outings in recent years—after all, it doesn’t get much better than a one-and-done outfit. Many of my favorites are midi length, so my goal is to add shorter styles that keep me cool in scorching temps while flattering my petite-curvy figure. Read More...
