grrrrrrrrr

really now? 33 years old and i have the skin for junior prom.

i rid myself of the coffee.

{kinda}

ditched dairy.......for a day.

i've had every peel, potion, and prescription known to cameron diaz.

i still wake up with meth face.

i'm hoping all this blotchy rudiness will translate into delayed onset wrinkle entrenchment (d.o.w.e.)

i must say both parents and both sets of aunts benefit from d.o.w.e.

the japanese-irish clans have fared well with their whiskey/sake elixirs.

as of today i'm relying on kate sommerville. i was promised her new product would do "wonders" for me.

i have enjoyed her spa clinic, and her quench serum is definitely the bee's knees for rendering faces fetching and fancy.

i'll be back with the results.

fingers, toes, eyes crossed.

aged and confused

i sit here, and can feel my face age as i type. the back of my brain sloping up and over my forehead snuffing out my eyebrows. with my iris' in tow, my temples have strung themselves out on opposite sides of the room giving my geisha heritage more facial real estate. no amount of  la mer is going to remedy this hot mess. best to bid all a good day. and start fresh anon. a bientot mes amis.

Softer than a baby's......

I think the last time I had a facial there was still hot, steamy sex happening in the Gosselin household . Don't get me wrong I'm a complete skin product junkie. I can spend precious (working) hours on beauty blogs, thousands of  dollars (over the years honey) on creams, serums, and potions, but when it comes to settling down, and committing to that 2 hour date with an esthetician I'm a total George Clooney. My lovely friend, Alexei, though spoiled me with a gift certificate to her facialist, and the expiration was fast approaching. I knew I'd be in great hands. Alexei is stupid pretty with skin so creamy and smooth you want to serve her in a bowl with sliced strawberries. I want to hate Alexei, but she's so effing nice and lovable instead I've just made her a close friend so she can give me street cred.Let's just say the bitch's secret is up!!! Can you say "dermaplane" baby?  Dermaplaning is a skin resurfacing procedure that uses a special surgical blade to scrape away the top layer of dead skin. This scouring of the skin lets the underlying layer of smooth, luminous, baby skin to surface. Dawn Haymond, at Beauty Laser & Wellness in Newport Beach, Ca, apparently is the Southern California dermaplane extraordinaire. This is Alexei's magic wizard, and I can see in the mirror why. A one hour facial with Dawn and her "shank," and my skin is truly transformed. Now the only question is whether to put a diaper or sunblock on my face???!Happy Weekend! Love, Katie

My New Holy Grail!!!

I've found it!!! My miracle worker!! My saving grace!!! My sud in the bucket!!! This week i had to face the facts. The breakup of 2004 is finally showing up in fine (not fun) lines around my eyes, and my days pre bucket-hats are rearing their ugly heads with unlovely melasma spots on my cheeks. After heavy research I stormed the Neiman Marcus makeup counter having narrowed my options down to two products: Clea De Peau Beaute' Concealer and Laura Mercier Secret Camouflage. From my profuse online investigation I was more than convinced that one of these concoctions was going to transform me into the Kelly Garret I know I have inside of me. But low and behold, I happen to stumble upon a NM salesgirl who's not counting the minutes until she breaks free for Cosmos at Fleming's. Bridget looked at my wreckage, and said I'd be much happier with the Yves Saint Laurent Anti-Cernes Multi Action Concealer. And boy was she right!! A couple of dabs here,  a few swipes there, and it was like coming home to my early twenties........in really great lighting........after six cocktails......maybe with some veiling. But nevertheless, it DID make me happier.  Just to quell any doubts with my other pre-conceived product notions we did a blind Folger's taste test of all three. Definitely the YSL was the best. NO question. So if you're looking for that new makeup marvel, flutter your way down to get this little stick of love.  If you need visual proof, here's what I looked like walking into Neiman'sand here's what i looked like walking out:

The Friday Funny.....

Wishing you all (my three followers) a sunny weekend where you may squeeze every last bit of summer's juice out of it's rind. Until next time, look how far we've come (or have we actually abandoned great ideas) in the the anti-aging war. Love, Irene....