Call me clueless. I think I might have even stopped by this store since it is next door to my favorite salon : Woodley and Bunny (i see a girl there named seventy. she’s made me a believable blonde in a range of shades–genius). so, whilst admiring clothes online, i clicked on location, store: and found it’s on the same street on which i live…. again… clueless.
brilliant vena cava top! love! love!
I covet these. truly. wallaby my heart.
grape gummed slips. yum.
when i think about all the faces i have touched, my hand remembers too, its face downwardly dreaming.
This girl just epitomizes summer for me. It makes me wish for a schoolgirl bob. She looks like she stepped out of a Balthus painting, non?
photo credit: une fille comme moi, garance dore blog
I’m in love with Vichy’s Calming Cleansing Solution. I discovered it by accident. While browsing the drugstore shelves recently, I found the clear bottles of Vichy. I had heard of this French skin-care line but had never tried it. Curious, I began to look at their Vitamin C and Retinol Line. Hmm…kind of pricey and I’m happy with my Neutrogena for now. Then I saw their pretty bottles of cleansers. After a week by the ocean and the sun, my skin needed some soothing. The sensitive skin cleanser is a Milk cleanser, which I dislike. I once spent a fortune on Clarins Milk cleansers and I disliked residue it left behind. I know that milk cleansers are beneficial and gentle for my sensitive, dry skin but I really do not like the texture. So I thought, hey- why not try the Calming Cleansing Solution by Vichy ($15.00). It is clear, contains ultra-soothing Rose Phytophenol and is not sticky and doesn’t leave a residue. I’ve been using this for the past week and I LOVE this cleanser. My skin LOVES this cleanser. And I have a feeling that by not using tap water to cleanse my skin (I am now using Evian mineral water spray), no harsh trace minerals are clinging to the surface of my skin. It has been 4 days since I’ve been on the Evian + Vichy and my skin looks plump and dewy. Wow! I keep looking at myself in the mirror and can’t believe it.
I didn’t expect much from this new cleansing routine, but I have to say, the mineral water and the gentle cleanser really, really makes a difference to your skin. I am now a sworn believer in hydrating your face with Evian and using a gentle non-soapy cleanser. Here is what I do:
- Spray face with Evian generously to loosen up makeup and surface dirt. I sort of let the mist sit on my face for a while for extra hydration.
- Moisten cotton pad with Vichy Calming Cleansing Solution. It is for the face and the eyes (no stinging!). If you are wearing eye make-up, use a gentle eye make-up remover along with the solution. Wipe gently over face. Look at pad to see how much has come off! Marvel.
- Keep wiping until you feel your skin is clean.
- Spray with Evian again. Let sit on your skin.
- Apply (pat) your daily eye cream and moisturizer. (I use Eucerin CoEnzyme 10 or Korres Rose Cream, as well as Neutrogena Anti-Wrinkle Eye Cream with Retinol)
I also want to try the Vichy Thermal Spa Water: It is a spray. It contains:
“A highly concentrated water with 15 mineral salts and trace elements, to soothe the skin and reinforce the skin’s natural protective function. Recognized by the French Academy of Medicine for its soothing properties, it is an essential complement to any skin care regimen.” ($7.00)
when I was 6 yrs old, I took ballet classes. i remember, in particular, the leg of a particular girl. how she could touch the tip of her nose by arching her leg behind her back and over her head, her foot reaching the bone that was her nose. i remember not breathing. i remember it as the most beautiful gesture that a body could articulate. i only took classes for a year. my mother pulled me out of classes in order to practice the piano. i cried. i would spend afternoons mute in front of the giant piano, sitting idly by the keys. i felt no affinity to it. the white keys, the dark ink on the page. i did, however, love the wood smell. if you pressed down on a key, you could see the raw side flesh of wood. and the smell. like you had just cut an apple, like a tree had just been sliced. and to the eye–like the flash in the side of a finger…anyhow… seeing these ballerina flats online brought me back.
I spy a catbird near the owlbough. No, really.. Catbird is a wonderful jewelry shop in Williamsburg, Brooklyn, right on Bedford Ave, about 50 steps away from my door. Walking in, you feel as if you are in the boudoir of some dreamy jeune fille. it’s lovely, houses the best in indie jewelry designers and you can shop online: store.catbirdnyc.com.
Such as this pistachio-moustachio necklace:
I am also counting the days till fall until I can wrap these lovelies around my ankles. Truly.
Fur-wrap legwarmers found at Catbird.
Hello… I am back from my week near the ocean. I have been salted for four days.
photo: wendy bevan