Should this be a beauty blog? I adore beauty, but I’ve never been sure how to properly express this without sounding terrible. Take your typical interview question: “So, what are some of your hobbies?” Me: “Well, beauty, obviously.” See, you just can’t say that! But beauty is definitely a legitimate interest. In the sixth grade, I found a book called Natural Beauty at Home at a store in Kansas and spent the next three years slathering mixtures of mayonnaise and shredded carrots on my face and cracking eggs on my head in the quest for perfect pores and shiny locks, respectively. I’d pedal my bike to the drugstore and spend hours ogling nail polish shades and flavored lip balms, then feel utterly transformed with a single swipe of watermelon Lip Smackers scored with my babysitting money.
Today, I’m still concocting strange things in the kitchen and searching store shelves (and now, the web) in the name of beauty. Chug kale to get a glow? On the regular. Dab La Mer under my eyeballs with a fancy little wand to ward off wrinkles? Twice daily. Procure a pillow that looks like a wrench because it promises to “Save My Face”? Done and done. Since beauty (as in the pursuit of, not the state of) clearly occupies a significant amount of my time and counter space, I'll also use this blog to share any pretty discoveries and maybe even revisit some old recipes. Can someone please pass the mayo?
(Pictured above: a glimpse of my bathroom counter)