Following Starbuck’s announcement of the Chestnut Praline latte, its first new holiday beverage since 2009, some seasonal beverage devotees found themselves clutching their PSL’s for dear life. Luckily, the beauty benefits of pumpkin and its autumnal cohort are infinitely better than its sugary beverage counterpart. And even better? You scan score these fun get-you-glowing-from-within beauty treatments right here in Philly and the ‘burbs. New fall tradition, anyone?
Confession: I find makeup tutorial videos extremely mesmerizing. On numerous occasions, I’ve fallen down a black hole watching YouTube videos of Madison, a five-year-old girl who makes the most adorable makeup videos ever. (If you ever need to cheer yourself up, watch this. Or this. Or, oh my god, THIS. Just scroll to the 7:20 mark and you will explode from all of the cuteness.)
But it’s not just tiny, precocious beauty gurus that delight me. Watching anyone transform themselves with makeup is fascinating, especially when they venture into the grotesque or fantastical. Don’t believe me? Watch these videos for your best Halloween makeup ever. (Warning: It’s a black hole and some are more than a little creepy.)
I like to think I have a pretty good eye for determining what’s attainable with my minimal hairstyling skill level (milkmaid braids, yes; faux-bobs, heck no), but no amount of hair intuition can replace step-by-step directions. Even better if these directions come from a total hair master. Enter: Edmondo Blando, owner of Salon Vanity at 1701 Walnut Street. He gave us the low-down on how to create some of his most-requested styles—and guys, they actually seem do-able, even easy. Grasshoppers, time to learn from the master.
Whenever something particularly jarring in the lifestyle realm is unveiled, it’s a sure bet that our email inboxes will fill up with various mentions of the story from friends and colleagues. (See: “Apparently Philly is a Hotspot for Vagina Beauty Treatments.”) This week’s news? Baby spas. In particular, massage and water therapy for babies. According to Daily Mail, about a year ago, Kristi Ison opened a baby-centric spa in her home in Houston, Texas, that allowed babies to float around in inflatable donuts and then indulge in a massage.
But the thing is, the spa is successful.
When it comes to manicures, I’ve got two settings: near-black or nude. There is no in between. No hot pinks, neon oranges, minty greens or pale grays. (This summer, a manicurist actually fought back when I handed her a near-black navy for my toes. “But it’s summer! Most people, they go orange or pink. No pink? How about this one?”)
The perfect nude polish awaits!
When I was invited to preview the services at just-opened Le Rêve Spa in Rittenhouse, I jumped. Sure, they had massages and facials and all the regular run-of-the-mill spa stuff, but they also had a salt therapy bed. And chromotherapy. This is the stuff my spa dreams are made of: cracked-out treatments that promise to do things like ‘detoxify’ and ‘realign your chakras’ and ‘provide healing energy.’ I’m obsessed with detoxing (meaning: I buy lots of books and read about it while drinking wine).
I went after work last week, prickling with anticipation. Not only was I getting a peek at the brand-spanking-new spa, I was also guinea-pigging the Pure Himalayan Salt Therapy treatment. And I had just started a detox diet that pretty much consists of eating only lettuce and pea-rice protein shakes for three weeks. My body would soon be a temple of holistic nontoxic health. I could practically feel myself turning into Gwyneth Paltrow.
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Blondes seem to think that they have it the hardest when it comes to color upkeep, and for much of my life as a low-maintenance brunette, this actually seemed true. I was always grateful that my natural dark brown color required basically nothing aside from the occasional highlight to look its best. And then I turned 30. Suddenly, the easy, breezy days of doing nothing stopped working: Now if I go more than a few months without a little help from a professional, the grey (or as I like to call it, silver) shoots through my hair, as glaringly obvious as lightning bolts slashing through the night sky. Alas, as a working mom, the chances of getting to that professional every couple of months to address said lightning bolts are basically nil. Sigh.
In what appears to be J.Crew’s quest to take over the world (or at the very least our entire closet and makeup drawer), the brand is now dipping its toes into the perfume arena. On Monday, J.Crew is launching its first fragrances, created in collaboration with perfumer Arquiste and inspired by a gallery show by Peggy Guggenheim.