Micellaire Water: Bioderma

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While on my escapade across northern Europe, in the back of my mind I knew there was one product I couldn’t go home without. If you are aware of skincare at all, I am sure you know what I’m talking about. It could only be the French pharmacy darling, Bioderma Micellaire Water.

I searched every ‘apotek’ I came across until I finally found my mark, which I immediately purchased without a care for the price. I somehow saved the initial trial for when I returned home, as I was extremely nervous of the bottle leaking en route.

In my bathroom with nothing standing in my way, I broke the seal and applied this famed miracle water to my face. Here are my thoughts:

I like it. It removes makeup like a dream, even waterproof mascara, and doesn’t leave a film on the skin whatsoever. It has no scent and my skin didn’t have any reaction at all to it. I can’t say this has improved my skin as a treatment might, but I haven’t been using it this way (side note: how would I if I wanted to?).

So while I am not blown completely away by this one of a kind product, I do really like Bioderma Micellaire Water and can see why it caused such a stir when it was the only one of it’s kind. If you happen to pass one of these pink-capped beauties in a Parisian pharmacy, rest assured you are not spending your hard earned eurocash on a hyped up Evian water. My verdict is Bioderma holds up and I am very glad I bought it, even if it was partly to feel like one of the skincare mavens I admire.

New discovery and routine

I have been encouraged to write this after a long hiatus because of the extreme change in my skin over a short period of time. I have had not the best couple of months; work related stress piling on top of this seasonal shift lead to a lot of online retail therapy. In one order, I threw in the Herbivore Botanicals Balance Skin Toning Perfecter. I didn’t have a toner I loved and had been meaning to try this.

Behold, after 1 day of use I felt a vast difference in my skin! It is tighter, less angry and red, even brighter! I guess it has something to do with the pH balancing effect and I feel very scientific when I think about it.

So here is a little morning skin routine, à la my idol Caroline Hirons.

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First step, I am using up a sample of the Nuxe Facial Cleansing and Make-Up Removing Gel. At first I thought the scent was too overpowering for the product to actually be effective, but that is not how life works and this is quite a nice, rich wash for the AM. Usually, I use the Bronners Pure Castile Soap, a staple for years. Is this is secret? How come more people don’t use this!

My lovely new toner from Herbivore Botanicals, as evangelized above.

The BEST bargain oil on the market. The Boots Botanics Facial Oil is under $10 and has rosehip extract for extra bounce and healing. I am searching for an affordable serum for the winter time but until then I can see myself being quite happy with this baby.

Lastly, to lock it all in place I am back to using my trusty Clinique Moisture Surge Intense. I had a couple of summer flings with other moisturizers, but now that it’s cuffing season, I am back with my day one.

This was fun! I hope you had fun too. Please leave any skin care recommendations if you’ve got em and I hope to be back soon with something equally as fun and maybe a bit more motivating.

 

 

Continued: a search for motivation

I often feel unmotivated to write on here. I am not sure if it’s insecurity about sharing personal thoughts and feelings, or if I am just not passionate about writing.

Recently, I couldn’t stop thinking about this little blog of mine. Dreaming up blog posts and imagining the pictures I would take to go with them. I know that I have a drive to create, perhaps I just haven’t found that perfect avenue yet.

Until then, I want to continue exploring my interest in this. Maybe upgrade to a real camera from my iPhone. Maybe buy a domain and play around. I want to search for what it is about this process that motivates me. Because there’s got to be something here, right?

While I’m still making grand plans in my head, I leave you with a picture I took of my dog at his puppy training graduation.

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Southern flowers

Sundays are a special day. A day when anything can happen but you don’t need to do anything.

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I sat out on my new porch this Sunday evening for a solo dinner before the sun set but after the true heat of the day. As I perused the summer edition of Porter Magazine, slowly devouring my favorite meal of buttered toast with scrambled eggs, I felt the thick heat of nostalgia hit me. What would I have thought of this future me five year ago, 10 years ago? Would I ever have envisioned an evening where I contentedly sat by myself outside at dusk, calmly munching on a decadent cucumber and feta salad, knowing that I was loved and at peace with myself (or as at peace as a 20 something girl can be)?

As the evening musk of heady southern flowers settles over my yard, I am content not to worry about my past or indulge in future plans. I will sit and read charming articles about far off destinations and drink my sweating hard ginger ale. This evening, after a glorious bath, I will snuggle into my soft bed with a copy of D. H. Lawrence’s Twilight in Italynot knowing or thinking about what Monday will bring as I am lulled to sleep by the trill of crickets outside my window.

And all was well.

 

Passion for croissants

Finding motivation seems to be a trend on this blog, perhaps because it is a recent theme in my life. A French teacher in high school told me I was unmotivated and since then I have questioned my drive to succeed every time it slows down just a little. No, I was not motivated my senior year of high school to do well in an unruly French class. But that doesn’t mean I am wholly unwilling to get my ass moving!

I happen to know some pretty awesome people. One is a senior member at his company at 24 years old, one is about to enter medical school at Duke University and others are in nursing school, sous chefs and generally following their dreams. I thought I would conduct an interview/survey to see where young people get their motivation these days. Here is what I got:

I just try to be better every day. For myself. And I have faith that if I do that, good things will eventually happen.

I just had a lot of things I was interested in and I piled them on so now I don’t have time to not be motivated.

My job challenges me every day and I help a lot of people which makes me happy. I constantly have to think while working and I am striving to become an actuary because it would be a huge accomplishment. I don’t do things if I don’t like them.

There are things that I am passionate about that keep me interested in what I do, and drive me to dive deeper into the field. I get to work on stuff that I find fascinating, and I’ll get to study it more in depth soon. Also I strive to do things that make me feel good about myself. Yoga makes me feel fit and proud of myself. Also doing new things that are kind of scary — like getting dressed up and being on stage — make me feel great about myself afterwards. And when I feel good, I can be more motivated as well as confident, friendly, energetic, and just overall happy 

I think job wise I get my motivation from other people around me. When I see them accomplishing things it makes me want to accomplish things too. It’s almost kinda competitive. I get motivation in life from the people that I love and love me and from a feeling of a higher purpose to serve God and his people well.

So, from what I can gather from this market research, the key to everlasting motivation is to love what you do and to love yourself.

I always knew love was the answer.

I will continue my quest for that butterfly tummy feeling in the big wide business world and in the mean time, work on feeling that way about myself. For a while I was trying to do one thing a day that sacred me and I did start to see a difference in my life, in the way I challenged myself to be my best version possible in any situation. Perhaps that should be reinstated into my daily routine.

And maybe I will take a French class and see if my passion for croissants has improved my motivation in that arena. I’ll keep you updated on that one.

 

New page

Hello! A happy Sunday to you. As I was relaxing and surfing the web the morning, I thought it might be a great idea to keep a list of my inspirations in one handy place.

So, I have added a new page to this blog called Inspirations. I will be updating it with the things that help motivate me and keep me on my grind. If you have any suggestions, I would love to know about what motivates you!

I hope you are all lounging, doing a face mask and eating bon bons this evening.

Reassurance from myself

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I have been avoiding doing a tarot reading for quite some time now.

Last night I woke up and couldn’t fall back asleep. After a couple of hours trying to distract myself with Candy Crush and a book, I decided to do a reading. I was in a semi delirious state at this time so I was unsure what I would see or how I would interpret it. But of course, the outcome was reassuring and exactly the right message to bring me peace – if not help me get to sleep, as my eyes continued to roam around the back of my skull until the alarm twinkled to life.

Why was I so hesitant to get reassurance from myself? I recently found this note on my phone from December 10, 2015:

The day felt full of synchronicities and it wasn’t necessarily a good thing. I was worried and anxious all day but didn’t know why, felt like I was making all the wrong choices. Had to remember that there are no wrong choices and to trust. Even if that isn’t true, believing it gives me hope

It is exactly how I have been feeling recently! I was scared of the signs around me, meaning scared of what was in my head. But now, I have definitely seen a shift. I perceive the signs I am seeing as reassurances instead of being there to dissuade me. I know this is all due to mindset and I need to be braver and stronger to continue to see with such clarity.

Doing readings helps, must remember that.

Words are so beautiful

When I’m not laying in my bed watching YouTube videos back to back, I am searching for motivation and inspiration. I am driven both by my desire to create and my love of lounging in repose. It makes for an exciting and eventful life, let me assure you.

Luckily, while scrolling through Instagram I discovered Jo Rodgers. She writes for British Vogue and has the most charming turn of phrases that make every square picture seem like a warm, tiny window I would love to peep into.

I was up with the shipping forecast this morning. The kettle was boiling by “Milford Haven” and I was perched on the radiator with the newspaper, weighing the need for tea against the freezing floors on the way to the kitchen. Hours later I filled a mug and took a walk around the neighbourhood, wondering who else might be inside on their heaters.

I love stumbling upon inspiring people in unexpected ways. Jo Rodgers inspires me to write. I never think I am very good, and I don’t often work up the energy to press pause on a video, but her words are so beautiful that I can’t help but want to try.

Who inspires and motivates you?

Introduced to the magic

One night, my friend Kelsey was out at a local bar when she spotted a man she had seen around before. After a while, she finally got up the courage to go up and talk to him. She introduced herself and said “I have to ask; you have the most amazing skin, what do you do!?”

And that is how she, and in turn I, was introduced to the magic that is kojic acid soap. This mystery man spoke with her at length about his routine, but the one thing he wanted her to come away with was that she needed to try kojic acic. This little, orange bar of skin brightening goodness had completely changed the texture of my skin. It lightens dark spots and gently exfoliates, making all other cleaners (except oil for makeup removal) null and void.

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NULL AND VOID I SAY! If I don’t use this soap twice a day, my skin freaks out and I understand why. I haven’t had a pimple since I started using it and I no longer even see the need for foundation. Coming from a gal with chronic dry skin and red patches everywhere, this has actually made a significant change in my life. I feel so much more confident and am enjoying my evening routine even more now that I can see the results.

That being said, if I do want a little coverage I always opt for the Glossier skin tint in medium. This has the best sheer coverage for dry skin I have yet to try. It smoothes out all my imperfections in the best way. Honestly, I am loving any and everything from Glossier these days – that company has the best marketing and I can feel it sucking me in every time they come out with a new product (I am still waiting impatiently for them to restock the stretch concealer, so I had to buy the priming moisturizer AND a terrycloth headband to hold me over…)

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One last item I would like to give props to are the [Cosrx] Acne Pimple Master Patches. I got these before I started using my new favorite soap, and they do an amazing job of stopping pimples in their tracks. They were only $5 but took literally a month to arrive. Other than that, no complaints here!

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The only other recommendation I can think to include at this point is Outlander. Please. If you like TV and have eyes, watch this show. You and your newly perfect skin will thank me.

Enjoy!

Glimpse of the sun

After a hectic couple of months, I decided to take myself on a solo vacation to the beach. It was rather gloomy so I spent most of my time in the king bed, watching Outlander and drinking prosecco. One evening I was able to catch a glimpse of the sun going to sleep before me.

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With this time to recharge away from responsibilities, both work and social, I was able to find and get reacquainted with myself after so much turbulence and change. The waves don’t die.

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On my way back, I stopped in a quaint beachside town for lunch and a leg stretch before the long journey home. Why is it, do you think, that the south so adamantly clings to the past? I do enjoy the beauty of relics like graveyards and historic homes and old friendships, but it might be time to embrace some change. Balance is key.

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