Short Hiatus

No new posts this week since I'll be out of town.  I'll be back next week.  Have fun and be fabulous, everyone!

The Oil Cleansing Method

When I first heard about the the oil cleansing method of skin care* – it showed up on the message boards at NaturallyCurly.com – my already oily skin cried out in anguish at just the idea.  Spreading oil all over my skin to clean it?  No way!

The idea behind oil cleaning (OCM for short) is that in chemistry, "like bonds to like," which means that applying the right oils to your skin will cause them to bond to the oils already present and clear your skin without subjecting it to harsh detergents and drying agents.  (The Beauty Brains explain this better than I could.)  Proponents also point out that oil alone doesn't cause acne: it's a combination of factors like hormones, dirt and dead skin cells that clog the pore, and irritation. 

After reading all the glowing testimonials from the posters over at NC.com I decided to give it a try.  My oily, breakout-prone skin and I are constantly at war and I've tried all sorts of things to try getting it under control.  At the time I was in full-on natural mode (I've since found a middle ground between natural and other products), so the idea appealed to me.

And at first it was great!  I made a mixture of castor oil and extra virgin olive oil (sometimes I'd add a drop or two of lavender oil as well) and would massage it into my skin as soon as I got into the shower, leaving it to set in with the shower's steam before rinsing it off with muslin face cloths I got at The Body Shop.  (They don't appear to be available anymore, which is a shame because they're fantastic – they're soft but lightly exfoliate, and they rinse much cleaner than traditional washcloths.  Glad I still have plenty of them!)  At the same time I replaced my moisturizer with a drop or two of pure jojoba oil.  (Jojoba oil is closest to skin's natural oils, so it works well as a moisturizer.)

But after a while my skin started feeling greasy again.  And I broke out like crazy.  I always have blackheads and tend to get larger blemishes on my cheeks and chin, but this was worse.  I had large, painful cystic acne pimples, blackheads galore, and clusters of whiteheads.  It also bothered me that I wasn't using a sunscreen anymore since I'd switched from my regular moisturizer with SPF to the jojoba oil.  (Sunscreen is vital, people.  I don't care if you're pale like me or have olive skin or what, if you don't want your face to look like a Birkin bag someday, you need sunscreen.)

Now to be fair, I didn't try changing our the olive oil for a different oil (jojoba and sunflower oils are popular).  I also didn't try the traditional method of steaming, which entails laying a hot washcloth over your face and letting it sit until cooled – I never have that kind of time in the morning or patience at night.  So maybe if I had tried it a different way it would have worked for me.  But if you look at the NC.com thread I posted above, a lot of other people had similar problems to mine.  Then again plenty of people continue to oil cleanse and love it.  Like anything else it really depends on your skin.  Nothing works for everyone.

One thing I can say for sure: if you want to try oil cleansing, you don't have to spend a lot of money to do it.  Lots of websites recommend DHC's Deep Cleansing Oil, but at $25 it really doesn't seem worth it to me, especially when you can make your own personalized mixture for so much less. 


*That link has a lot of new agey language to it, like telling you to meditate about the skin you want in order to get it.  But the information is sound.  If you prefer a more empirical take on it, check out this post at acne.org.

Happy Hookerween

It's that time of year again... the time when all fashion rules go out the window in favor of wearing as little cheap fabric as possible and freezing your rear off.  What do I mean?  Here, let Lindsay Lohan explain:



(Good lord she looked fantastic when this movie came out.  But I digress.)

That's right ladies, it's time again to ask yourself why children and grown men get a selection of actual Halloween costumes while we get about 90% stripper-wear and 10% "cow suit with squirting udders."  Can someone please explain this to me?  When did Halloween become the day when women are all expected to freeze our extremities off because we're wearing some cheap, shiny, probably unflattering costume bastardization of a beloved character or archetype?  You can't be an angel, you have to be a sexy angel.  Sexy fireman!  Sexy nurse!  Sexy gangster!  You can't even be an athlete – you have to be a sexy athlete.

And it just gets dumber every year.  This year I feel like the costume companies have really gone above and beyond to provide truly surreal examples of "sexy" costuming.  Here are a few of the most disturbing and confusing:

Sexy Sesame Street:  Big Bird, Cookie Monster, and Elmo. 
Whoever decided Elmo should be sexy should seek therapy.

Remember Freddy Kruger? Disfigured undead child molester Freddy Kruger?
He's a sexy she now.

Sexy Optimus Prime and Bumblebee of the Transformers.
Because nothing says cheesecake like robots that turn into cars.

Sexy Brian from Family Guy.
Yes, this is a sexed-up costume of a male cartoon dog. No, I can't explain it...

 

...but it doesn't even hold a candle to Sexy Chewbacca.

I just don't even get it anymore, people.  It's almost like the costume companies are competing against one another to find the most unsexy things possible to convert into skimpy, ridiculous costumes and then sit back in giddy anticipation to see how many women are actually willing to walk around wearing the insane getups they've made.  A massive conspiratorial practical joke is really the only explanation that makes sense to me.  It's all just gotten too weird. 

So what's a girl to do?  Well, Ricky's NYC, the city-based beauty retailer, has a pretty extensive  Halloween Shop that includes a terrifyingly expansive selection of "sexy" costumes (everything I've shown here except Chewbacca comes from there – Sexy Chewbacca will run you $200+ here) but also has plenty of other costumes as well as a wide assortment of wigs, makeup, and accessories. 

If your taste tends toward the surreal but away from the revealing, check out the collection of costumes Simon Doonan (Creative Director for Barney's NY) designed for Target.  It includes something called a "Glamour Ghost" (a white robe emblazoned with the phrase Chic or Treat) and a Vegas-style Elvis vampire.  Target also has a large stock of less campy costume options. 

If you're crafty, of course, you can always make your own costume.  I'm not all that crafty but over the years I've amassed a lot of random accessories (cat ears, horns purchased at the renaissance faire, sparkly wings and a tunic from the year I was Tinkerbell, etc.) to be able to MacGuyver something together at the last minute – because I always wind up waiting until the last minute and then there's nothing left at the stores but that stupid squirting cow suit. 

But whatever you do or wear this Halloween, I implore you: don't fall victim to the Hookerween Conspiracy.  You'll only wind up freezing and possibly turning someone's warm childhood memory into a weirdly kinky trauma. 

Back from the Abyss

Afternoon, readers.  Have you forgotten me? 

I've been away for about a month now.  This is for a few reasons I thought I'd explain:

1) I started a new job in August.  I love this job and it's going great!  But I'm working a lot of hours and I work for a beauty retailer, so by the time I have a free moment I'm often unmotivated or tired of thinking about fabuolosity. 

2) I hit a bit of a writer's block wall.  This could be connected to the aforementioned lack of motivation; I'm not really sure.  But I've had a little trouble coming up with new ideas that everyone hasn't already read about 400 times. 

Right now I'm brainstorming some ideas for new posts and trying to crack the whip on myself to get back to writing.  My plan is to get back to updating at least twice a week with maybe a "quickie" post with some fun links once a week on top of it.  But I am sorry for the sudden prolonged absence and I hope to be back up and running consistently soon. 

In the meantime, please check out Scrangies's blog on Depression Awareness Month.  October gets a lot of attention for being Breast Cancer Awareness Month, but Depression also needs a lot of attention.  The chances are good that you or someone you know is affected by depression – and it might be the last person you'd expect.  A lot of stigma is still attached to mental illness, so talking about it is important. 

I was diagnosed with major depressive disorder about five years ago.  Right now I'm in the best shape I've been since then, but I'm still learning how to compensate and adjust for my ups and downs.  Sometimes that makes it really hard to motivate myself to write, which is part of the reason I started this blog in the first place: I wanted to give myself something I had to keep up with.  In fact part of the length of my absence is due to the fact that once I hit a pitfall, I can tend to get overwhelmed and let it snowball.  So once I hadn't updated for a week I wasn't sure how to fix it and then that week stretched out into two, then three... etc.  This blog is part of my self-rehab, so to speak.  I love to write, and I love fashion, so it made sense that I should start this project to keep myself working on something all the time.  But sometimes I'll hit a wall like I did this past month.  All I can ask is that you stick around while I work to keep myself consistent. 

Actually, I can ask one more thing:  read that blog entry.  If any of it sounds familiar, if any of the symptoms of depression hit home for you or someone you know, please don't ignore it.  It's better to ask and be told that you were worried about nothing than to let something like this tear you apart because you think you have to go it alone.