We all have these “bulb of light” moments that nudge us into a new direction. For me a facial had in celebration of my birthday was one of these moments (see here). The esthetician examined my face, said a few nice things about my pores and general skin and then, without a warning, pinched my cheek, saying: “Weak collagen, you are getting a saggy face already.”
See, I knew I would not be able to fight gravity forever. I mean, two kids and I can easily carry a pen beneath each breast (TMI?). But my boobs are nicely packed away most of the time.
My face is out there for everyone to see, and when I look really closely, I can see the first signs of bulldog cheeks appearing. Especially when I look closely at 6 am in harsh lighting and after a weekend of indulgence.
But is there something I can do about it? Actually there is. At least things that can improve the collagen production and thus slow the process. Some are diet based (bone broth and no sugar – I know, I can´t do it either), some are physical (Face rollers – I will write about them when I manage to use them consistently) and of course products, which is what we are all here for.
Best researched and mentioned numerous times here on the blog are retinol (read here) and Vitamin C, but there are a lot more and Qlabo Collagenerous (PR-Sample) features quite a few of them.
There was a time in my past that I partied so hard that all I could manage to do before bed was take off my shoes.
There was a time when I actually thought that eye makeup I had slept in looked even more appealing.
There was a time when I used face wipes for cleansing.
But I am old, and that is both my excuse and my advantage. My excuse because it was hard to know better back then. There was no You Tube to guide me! And my advantage because I am wiser. Or at least I don´t party as hard anymore.
Whatever the reason may be, my evening skincare routine has evolved. And if you care, I will show you what I do step by step.
Somehow it seems like everyone is on holiday right now. Is it that time of year already? The time were people are gathering at the beaches, cocktail in one hand, book in the other and care about nothing else than tan lines and evening plans?
It certainly feels like that when I am clicking away on my keyboard in an eerily quiet office or when I look at my suddenly quiet bloglovin feed. I have to admit my mind has been occupied as well. Not holiday, not yet, but personal and family stuff. These things have a tendency to creep up on you and completely take over within seconds.
But no more about that, let´s focus on things that sparked joy in the month of July. And on the ones that didn´t, because such is life.
Have you ever been to the desert? And maybe wondered after a few hours spend in the dry heat how on earth anything could thrive here?
I happened to come across plants after a rare shower in the Israeli desert a few years back that looked way better than the ones at home on my window sill. To be honest, almost any plant looks better than mine at home do, as I am notoriously neglecting them, but for the dramatic effect let´s ignore that fact.
Back then I learned that these plants secret is Trehalose, the “sugar of life”. It forms a gel inside cells when they are dehydrated that keeps the cellular structure intact until rehydration is possible. Not only in desert plants, but possibly in human skin cells as well, minimizing the lethal effect dehydration and rehydration has on them. Which, translated, means less dry and flaky skin.
But even without that background information a product containing “sugar of life” would have had my undivided attention. I mean, sugar, hallo? Meet Qlabo Eauphoria *, named after the French “eau”, which means water, and euphoria.
When I say summer, I actually mean spring/ summer. Or even more precisely, the warmer months starting around April and lasting until end of September.
My skin is combination oily, aging and acne prone. Ever since I started using a prescription strength retinol a few times a week it can be dehydrated, but never dry. The t-zone gets pretty shiny throughout the day and I wear contacts, which means that my eyes can be sensitive when it comes to eye cream.
After letting you under my skin like that, prepare to be talked through my Morning Skincare Routine. Every single step. Read more
Advertising means exaggerating, I get that. But how much is too much? Ever since I visited the Nip + Fab homepage to learn more about the ingredients and claims of the Nip + Fab Glycolic Cleansing Fix, the Kylie Jenner quote that greeted me has been stuck in my head:
“I love the glycolic range! I´ve been using the cleanser non-stop”.
24 hours non-stop? Or just every morning and night?
Because one would probably indicate a mental disorder, while the other one would just be very trying on the skin.
Just to put it out there: I have been using this cleanser a lot as well. But only once a day, and that not every day of the week.
So it is up to you to see if you are going to trust my review on the Nip + Fab Glycolic Cleansing Fix or if you want to turn to Kylie Jenner for an expert statement.
The first sign of ageing I noticed on my face was a deep nasolabial fold. Now you have to take “deep” with a grain of salt, because I was 22 at that time and the appearance of a line in my face was both alien and absolutely horrifying for me. The fact that I was camping when I looked in the mirror, tired, with dirt on my face and harsh sunlight from above did not make it a pleasant experience either.
Of course I complained about it to my mother the minute I arrived home. I am a big complainer when it comes to beauty, and my mother has always been the person of choice to complain to. She still is, as a matter of fact. Mr. Loca somehow never showed much interest.
My mother told me that this had been the first noticeable line she had as well, and that I shouldn´t worry much, as it would be the last for many years to come. She was right. It is only now that I notice lines on my forehead and around my eyes slowly appearing, which I think is perfectly fine given the fact that I am 38 now.
But the nasolabial area has stayed with me as metaphor of ageing, so any product that promises to tackle it specifically immediately gets my attention. And the M. Asam Resveratrol Premium Ampoule Beauty Treatment * claim to do exactly that.
I have to admit that there were times last month that I felt pretty overwhelmed. Life was very busy and hectic, and while it was all for great reasons, it was a little exhausting as well.
Soon after I uploaded my video on how to handle kids, a job and the blog (watch here if you haven´t already), I got promoted. Which is awesome and a great opportunity, but also a lot of work, given that I had to very quickly pick up a whole new topic.
So if I haven´t been around on social media as much as I used to (which wasn´t that much to begin with), that´s the explanation.
Even though I think I have picked up quite a bit of blogging lingo over the years, some things will forever be alien to me. Like the term “branding”. Sure, I know what it means, but the first thing that comes to my mind is a cow getting marked with a red hot iron. Which maybe isn´t that far from reality, now that I think about it.
Or “Instagram theme”. Luckily that is already so 2016, with lot´s of big names telling us how liberating it is to no longer have one. Good thing I never figured out what mine would be, or I would have dozens of rainbow picture probs going to waste now.
If I look at my feed though I can´t help but notice that there is some repetition going on in my pictures. Not in terms of probs (I don´t use any) or background (most of the time it is my bathroom wall), but in terms of the things I take pictures of.
Because, believe it or not, the majority of my pictures is skincare routines. The real ones, the ones that I actually did put on my face, and as I am a huge fan of thoroughly testing a product, you will see the same pots and pumps over and over again. Boring? Maybe.
In every beauty lovers life comes the time when they really, really want to try a product, but simply can´t justify the spending. I have several pieces like that sitting on my Pinterest board, staring at me whenever I log in, reproachful, mournful, whispering antiaging promises I am not sure they are willing to keep.
And like the candle you save for a special occasion, you wait for the perfect opportunity to treat yourself. Yet that opportunity never comes, and you are left dreaming about what-ifs. What if I had started using it years ago and now looked like Giselle Bündchen, not like your average mama with too many sweets and too little sleep?
Enough of that! I thought as the offer for the Cult Beauty Spring Goodie Bag came in. I am going to buy one thing from my list. One thing that is expensive enough to single-handedly qualify me for a gift with purchase.