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Deodorant is a decidedly unglamorous topic as far as beauty products go. Is it even a beauty product? I suppose it’s more of, like, a necessary hygiene product than anything. (Or not necessary, I don’t know. You do you, babes, just maybe try not to sit next to me on the subway in August.) But any deodorant I’ve ever purchased from the drugstore — your standard Secret, Dove, Mitchum, what have you — has left me less than convinced, thanks to some combination of yellowing marks (which actually are not a byproduct of sweat alone, but a reaction caused by the chemicals in most traditional deodorants) and just smelling so gross, like super-pungent fake fruits and flowers that are eventually forced to commingle with your natural scent. There’s also the fact that the aluminum in deodorant has been linked to cancer, but hasn’t everything? My interest in finding a more natural alternative may not have been driven by health reasons (I also smoke, sleep with my cell phone directly next to my head, and eat meat on average five times a week), but it was driven nonetheless! I tried these four natural deodorants over the course of a week-long New York City heat wave, which I truly believe to be the most telling test there is. Find out where to purchase these picks, after the jump… Keep reading »
Until recently, I had owned exactly two hair dryers in my life. The first was a travel-sized generic brand model my grandma gave to me that I used until a malfunction turned it into a miniature flame thrower (that was an exciting morning!). The second was a basic Conair dryer that I got to replace the flame thrower, and it gave me a solid seven years of nearly daily use until it finally crapped out last month.
When it came time to replace it, I considered buying one of those super expensive hair dryers that claim to leave your locks perfectly dry and super shiny in 3 minutes flat. I looked into a number of different models that ranged in price from $100 to $300. I was willing to pay top dollar for a high quality product, but in the back of my mind I felt a nagging loyalty to Conair (the hair products brand, not the movie, although I feel a strong emotional allegiance to both). Since my previous hair dryer had lasted SO LONG and not given me any problems, I felt I owed it to Conair to at least read up on their current offerings. I found some good reviews of the Conair Infiniti Pro, and for less than $40, the price couldn’t be beat. I decided to scrap the idea of a spendy hair dryer and went to Walgreens and got an Infiniti Pro instead. Did I make the right call? Read on to find out! Keep reading »
I’ve been a fan of Sinful Colors nail polish for a long time, for multiple reasons: one being the fact that it only costs $2 a bottle, another being that it is sold near the beauty counter at Walgreens, which means I buy like three bottles of it per week. Last night I layered SC’s bright blue “Most Sinful” polish under a topcoat of the glittery “Hottie” and was delighted to find it created a sort of galaxy print effect. I shared a pic of my surprise space mani on our Instagram (by the way, are you following us on Instagram? You totally should be! We’re @thefrisky), but I thought it was also finally time to give my favorite cheapie nail polish brand a proper review.
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You know who I blame for my never-ending pursuit of the perfect tan? Francine Pascal. The author behind the widely popular ’80s teen/tween book series, Sweet Valley High, instilled me with the belief that to be beautiful meant I needed to be bronzed. After all, Elizabeth and Jessica Wakefield, the most beautiful 16-year-old twins on the face of the earth, had “sun-streaked, silky blonde hair,” “blue-green eyes the color of the Pacific” and, of course, “sun-kissed skin.” I couldn’t do anything about the blue-green eyes, but for years I “chased the blonde dragon,” which I finally gave up after a hairdresser finally told me platinum hair didn’t look good on me. But thanks to SVH and being California born and bred, I’ve remained pretty obsessed with having a glowing tan. During the summer, I lay out every weekend, though I realize that even with a high SPF, this isn’t the wisest idea. Thankfully, a recent trip to the dermatologist confirmed I am skin cancer-free. (I’m lucky — for about six months in college I went to the tanning salon once a week. Big no-no!) And I always emphasize the tan I’ve got with bronzer — for awhile, I had the boneheaded notion to use bronzer meant for Black women.
Now that I’ve lived in NYC for nearly 12 years, I’ve gotten some distance from my California-roots and have begrudgingly let go of my desire to be tan 365 days a year; during the winter, I leave my naturally fair skin well enough alone (though I still use a little bit of bronzer every day). But summer is on its way and in less than a month I’m headed to Nicaragua for vacation. I need a (fake) base tan! You know, something close to the subtle, sun-kissed glow of Snooki’s knee-caps. Luckily for me, Sephora sent over their Express Self-Tanning Kit For Face And Body and I rushed home to try it last night. Let’s review… Keep reading »
I am not coordinated or motivated enough to wear false eyelashes, even though they always look totally amazing. I’ve tried putting them on once or twice, but thanks to having perma-shaky Hamburger Helper hands, I was never capable of getting them properly in place or sticking right. Plus? They’re not the best investment — you can wear the once, maybe twice, tops — before you’ve got to toss ‘em. Enter Too Faced Better Than False Lashes Nylon Lash Extension System. This product! I’m obsessed — obsessed! — with this product. And here’s why…
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My skin has been all but terrible lately, and it’s all but my fault. My breakouts, dryness, redness, blotchiness, sensitivity, and unidentified non-pimple bumps covering my forehead have either everything or nothing to do with my recent proclivity toward sleeping in my makeup, staying out late, eating terribly (but deliciously), hanging out in smoke-filled rooms, making out with dudes with abrasive facial hair, and finally, because I am The Worst, going off the antibiotics prescribed to me for acne because I ran out and didn’t feel like making a trip to the drugstore that day. It turns out that the libertine lifestyle is not conducive to maintaining clear, calm skin — who knew (and, more importantly, how do all of my favorite celebrities do it)?
I have a veritable apothecary full of cleansers, toners, masques, moisturizers, spot treatments, serums, oils, creams… and the more I piled them on in unlikely combinations hoping for some small miracle, the worse my skin got. Even my tried-and-true lifesavers were like, “Fuck yo’ skin.” I’m always hesitant to try new products when I’m having this kind of facial meltdown, but something about the claims touted by Kiehl’s Skin Rescuer compelled me to take a leap of faith. Maybe it was the reasoning that it addressed skin’s response to external stressors (like, um, my friends, always making me do things, geez), or maybe it was just that classic Kiehl’s packaging that did me in. But whatever it was, I eschewed my customary routine of cleanser/toner/as many other things as I can pile on in favor of this single product. Gulp. Keep reading »