Other than mullets, the only other thing my locks fear more than bangs, is a bob. My friend Clarine pulls off both. With an effortless piece-y shag, messy bangs and Hermes bangles, she somehow blends drug addict with Middleton. It’s an enviable natural born talent that I couldn’t even fake if I tried.
With hair, I’ve always been long, straight and boring. No gutsy dyes or choppy layers to fight with, just fried ends and frizz. Despite the drab, my hair always provides me with just the right amount of confidence and curl. Still a part of me craves the kind of hairstyle that makes strangers appear inherently cool. Edgy bangs at best, a mini- Mohawk at worst. I’m just not so sure it’s me.
A good haircut changes the way you stand. It hides flaws and creates smiles, genuine, “I can rule the world” type smiles. I’m not sure what’s next for me, but I’m thinking I’ll practice with highlights, maybe even bangs, the side swept , easy to grow out kind. I’m feeling strangely bold these days. So stay tuned!
If round brushes are off limits and you find curling irons frightening try getting Beckensale-like waves with the InStyler. It’s so simple even I can use it.
Leonor Greyl Balancing Shampoo Bain TS: Discovered this shampoo a few months ago at a local French pharmacy. It’s the perfect shampoo for oily scalps and dry ends.
Leonor Greyl Regenerescence Naturelle Oil: helps keep hair and scalp healthy
Shu Umera Silk Bloom Restorative Treatment: My friend was raving about this product and I finally tried it. It’s amazing! Must purchase ASAP
Kerastase Fibre Architecte: makes hair super soft after blow drying
What are your hair secrets?
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There are months when nothing happens, and months when everything happens. For me, it’s been months of everything. I packed my bags, ditched the Starbucks and moved to Monaco to get an MBA in Luxury Goods and Services.
I landed frazzled, slightly off-centered, feeling less civilized yet somehow more refined. Within days, I was buried in books and Nutella while hopping on planes and sleeping on trains. My skin quickly lost its confidence. My hair was a mess and so were my Louboutins. I flicked-off the gym and lost all hope in manicures. I also reluctantly brushed-off this blog while croissants doubled my bra size. It’s easy to derail when I’m having limoncello for dessert.
As my goto products began to run out, so did my glow. I was starting to feel strangely familiar around all sorts of produce but totally lost when it came to new skincare. I snuck in some time to sample new products from the famous french pharmacies. I tried to be cool as I eyed the latest in hyaluronic acid and glycolic peels but didn’t seem to be fooling the pharmacists. My hair swayed somewhere between curly and straight and my skin looked under-ambitious. To top it off, most pharmacists only spoke French. I was a top-notch flake in what was once familiar territory.
The first attempt ended with bodywash-like a wimp.
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As some of you know, I’m quite the Google stalker. With a first name, a few clues and a working computer, I’m suddenly bestowed more powers than the FBI.
Java may only be something I drink, plug-in’s are a mystery, I get lost with RSS, and the only cookies I know about I eat, not delete, but when it comes to the WWW I’m a PI with skills.
And I used to get C’s in math.
Yesterday a frazzled friend put me on a shameless mission to get the scoop on her latest coup. She asked me this as if to say “What’s for dinner?” Within minutes I could have written her new beau’s biography.
While I’m fully aware it’s not always the best idea to Google stalk anything that breathes, I’m not so sure I feel the same way about stalking things. These PI skills not only help friends get the nitty-gritty on their sloppy-seconds but also work wonders on my tired wallet.
My blog may be filled with typos but my shopping is well-edited and fully researched. I’m out of Neimans and on the net, caffeinated and determined to justify my purchases. Most of everything I buy, I stalk. I stalk to see where it’s cheapest and if it’s on sale. If it’s not on sale, I stalk to see if it goes on sale within the “price adjustment” period. It’s my justification for lost Iphones and Ipods, never-ending costly computer jams, complicated hair and overpriced airline tickets that never show me love.
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Sorry for the lapse in posts. I had a week of serious. Uninspired by typos, translations, frizzy hair and bad posture I haven’t had much time to think. My strapless bra has had some issues and I’ve been spending my free time with Wimbledon. Nothing too glam glam: just life, some insanity and deadlines.
Somehow I feel rude not blogging and I know I need to call you back. I think I owe more phone calls than I do bills. My parents always taught me to write thank you notes, RSVP to parties and never show up empty-handed. So even though I don’t have anything earth-changing to share (do I ever?), I feel rude saying goodbye with nothing. A movie, books, sales and recipes go nicely with bikinis, borrowed sunglasses, orange toes and stolen sunscreen. Pack them in to bring with you wherever this 4th may take you.
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Le Gommage du Visage
A few nights ago I pigged out on pepperoni and hit send. I instantly regretted it. It was untucked and unchecked. With greasy fingers and fuzzy lines I overdosed on exclamation marks and shouted tainted words. It implied worn-out leather jacket but I meant tailored blazer. The email was all wrong and the pizza wasn’t helping. There was no rewinding my way out of this one.
The email damage was followed by some wine damage that lead me full steam into steam, literally. I went into full-on makeover mode and a homemade beauty binge always starts with steam. I was chained to the bathroom drunk off Kerastase with sticky wax, an expensive face masque, tweezers, cucumbers and a lousy DIY pedicure.
In the midst of all the chaos I found an oldie but greatie: le gommage. I completely forgot about this sucker and it rocks. I was introduced to gommage during a facial several years ago. We had a brief love affair and he was soon replaced by the next “it” beauty product. For the past few years my gommage was stored away under the sink, forgotten, neglected and left alone to mingle with free samples, travel toothbrushes and shower scrubs. Now that we’ve been reacquainted I’m holding on tight.
Gommage, the French word meaning “to scrub or erase” is a highly effective form of exfoliation. Exfoliating removes dead cells from the skin’s surface and leaves behind a healthy glow. Regular exfoliation over time will increase the skin’s capacity to absorb moisture, reduce fine lines and diminish acne. Gommage is both gentler and more effective than regular scrubbing.
That night I tried two gommages: Sothys Gommage Exfoliant Biological Skin Peeling ($32) and Nelly De Vuyst Gommage Dous Visage. The Sothy’s was dramatically better. The gommage is applied to dry skin like a face mask. It’s left on for about a minute or two until dry. With your dry fingertips you then massage away the gommage and slough off dead skin cells. Typically it’s formulated with some type of enzyme that facilitates the removal of the skin cells. I always end this cleansing process by applying a steamy, hot wash cloth on my face. My skin is instantly glowing.
I’ve been using Sothys gommage 2-3 times a week and have noticed a dramatic difference. It not only removes dead skin cells but it allows my other products to work more effectively. My skin feels softer, silkier and smoother.
I can’t unsend emails, study harder for the physics exam I failed in high school, delete time spent with lousy boyfriends or take back the awful dress I wore to my best friend’s wedding. These things are not reversible. We learn and move forward. Skin damage on the other hand is reversible and it all starts with proper exfoliation. Enter le gommage.
Do you have a favorite gommage?
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Tennis and fashion. Makes me think of butchers and tutus. But not.
I was prepared to give you a beauty post about Gommage but then this happened: The WTA pre-Wimbledon party: high-heels, short hemlines, tennis & champagne. I couldn’t help myself.
The WTA partnered up with the British Fashion Council to unite women’s tennis with the world of fashion.
Before we judge, remember, these girls’ idea of glam is doing quick sprints in Nike couture. They don’t have daily styling sessions or agents booking them facials. Instead they have coaches and trainers. To thrive they need muscle and steak not Botox and lettuce. I’m sure most haven’t rocked a frock in months and are more comfortable slicing on “no man’s land” than swinging with Prada. Athletes love to play the game of fashion using their own rules. It’s not Kate Moss and it’s not trying to be.
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Back in the day- when I was a young hot mess who wore the wrong clothes and said the wrong things-there was a gas station in Miami named FINA aka “friends in need of alcohol.” FINA was a run-down godsend for the underage in overpriced jeans thirsty for booze. I went inside just once with hopes of scoring a six-pack in my six-inch Prada’s. Looking like something between a hooker and Kelly Taylor I tripped over a crack pipe to avoid urine and roaches. A laced-up, low-life with bloodshot eyes whispered nonstop nonsense to me while I searched for Natty Lights. It wasn’t until he barked that I freaked the sh** out. Like a good-for-nothing wimp on acid I sprinted out of the gas station and into the car empty-handed. From that day forward I reserved the beer buying for the boys.
Once I turned 21 gas stations only served two purposes: gas and directions,especially in DC where it’s usually a relief to walk away unharmed.
This weekend that all changed. Not only did I leave a DC gas station unharmed but I also walked away with immediate plans to return. I can’t believe it’s taken me this long to try Fast Gourmet, the unbelievable eatery located inside the convenience store of a gas station. My chivito sandwich was a cross between James Franco and Jon Hamm, but better. It was a delicious clutter of juicy steak, bacon, olives, eggs, escabeche (pickled peppers), mayo, tomatoes and pure amazingness. Trust me, I’m from Argentina and I know what it’s supposed to taste like-they nailed it. I also ordered the beer batter eggplant fries. They were slightly sweet, perfectly crispy and sinfully delicious. I tried a little from everyone’s plate, including the sweet potato fries, the falafel sandwich and the milanesa. Everything was flavorful, tasty and pure excellence.
The ingredients are fresh, the bathrooms are spotless and the staff beyond charming. My grownup version of a gas station godsend is the best place to grab a quick bite in DC. Food trucks watch your backs! I think I smell a new trend and it’s coming from inside a gas station.
Here is the story behind the two young Uruguayans who started the eco-friendly Fast Gourmet.
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