What kind of retinol do you use?
Like at night. What brand? What percentage? What formula? What voodoo potion of yesterlore of the ancient tales of yonder? Is that the way you say it?
I ask because I was in the middle of a little pumpkin enzyme facial yesterday, and the lady goes, “Honey when was the last time you used retinol at night?” And I was like, “Oh. Right. Yes. I used it recently. I use it all the time. I. . . it was . . . it’s on the . . . I need to check the . . .”
“So it’s been a while?”
“How did you know?”
So I got home and checked all the little amber bottles and droppers and serums that I use on the reg and I forgot all about retinol! And it’s been a while since I’ve used it. Couldn’t even tell you what brand. Ordinary? Maybe? Maybe it was more medical grade, I have no idea.
She mentioned the words “aging” and “barrier” and “self worth” and “how dare you” so here we are.
I need get back into it so tell me what you use!
Cauldron sold separately?
I need to get something off my chest.
And it might be offensive to some under the age of 40 or 35 or 30 or 45 or 33 or 28 or 39.
But it needs to be said. So I’ll say it.
I cannot with these lug-a-mug thick-soled shoes and boots. Why is this the trend?! Why do we need to look like we’re walking on a three-story building? We already did this in the late ’90s and no one liked it then. Not one person.
And I’ll even include Taylor in this. I’m fully prepared to include her. She wears a lot of thick soled boots and I just think it’s so silly looking. She can get away with it, yes of course, but it’s still a no for me, dog.
I’ve been on the search for some winter boots that aren’t overly rugged but also not overly chic. Sturdy but good looking. Stylish but not runway. And the amount of thick-soled nonsense makes me want to scream.
But this is coming from someone who needs retinol at night, so…
Speaking of Taylor OMG 1989 TV! What do we think? Are we obsessed? Can we not get enough of the vault tracks? Don’t we think they have a Midnights vibe? Is this not the best day ever? The answer is yes.
I got up early this morning and went straight to Out of the Woods and teared up over the steam from my Chemex coffeemaker. It’s soooooo good. Her voice, the vibe, the subtle changes, just amazing.
The vault tracks are killing me. “Slut!” is SUCH a vibe. (sorry, mom) I also really love Is It Over Now? I plan on rotating the vault songs all day and letting them create a new me. No apology necessary.
Last weekend my friend Anna and I were having post-race celebratory drinks (oh! by the way! I finished the half marathon in two hours and two minutes and was soooooo proud of myself. Goal = met and exceeded.) and we got to giggling about something so silly and she was like, “You have to write about this in Flotsam!” and I was like, “DONE. Omg, hilarious, yes.”
But we cannot for the life of us remember what it was!! HAHAHAHASDKFHSAFHAHAHAHAHA.
It had to do with something that we don’t need. Like wisdom teeth. And a pancreas.
Although I think we need that. Don’t we need that? Appendix! We don’t need that.
But there’s something else that we don’t need and it came up in convo because it had to do with that very moment so you think we’d remember but it’s gone! BAAHAHHAAHHAHA.
I’m the only one laughing, aren’t I? (Anna’s laughing, too.)
What IS it?! You have to help us. What do we just not need? Besides thick-soled boots and the house of representatives.
You help us fill in the blank space (ha) and then when we figure it out I’ll come back and tell this story again. But the way it was supposed to be. I’m LOLing so hard right now.
Wait did you really just x out??
We’re expecting SNOW on Sunday. Which, okay I’m in! But buh-buy to the garden. I plan on viciously cutting all the zinnias along the fence today and making 13 kazillion bouquets around the house. And it’s officially the Halloween kickoff era! Tonight’s Trunk or Treat, tomorrow two soccer games and a movie night downstairs with kiddo friends and drinks fireside, Sunday we’ll carve our pumpkins (inside) while the snow falls and the Chiefs play and a curry simmers. Can’t hate it, really.
From this week! Baked Brie with Pecans and Rosemary. A MUST for your next get together. Or just you alone in a dark locked bathroom. And the video for ya. And we also have a Sort-Of Creamy Chicken Noodle Soup! Don’t ask. Just get in it. And the video!
Okay we have to wrap our faces around retinol. Give me the goods.