I don’t know how it’s October already, but this spread by Inez & Vinoodh is striking all the chords with me today: cozy knits, spooky PLUS goofy, and the most elegant oxfords. Who says playing dress-up has to wait until Halloween? I certainly won’t.
It’s been a very long time since I’ve done one of these, but with summer (very) slowly on the way out, it seems like the right time for a reminder that sunscreen should be worn year-round. Especially on your face. Even on cloudy days, when you’re indoors, wearing a hat. Seriously. These are two that P and I wear not-quite-religiously-enough but basically every day.
The Powerful Wrinkle Reducing Cream (SPF 30) from Kiehl’s is something that I “borrowed” off my mother’s vanity well over a year ago (when it had a slightly different formulation), and my skin looks even younger now, if you can believe it. If you can’t, well, it certainly is more hydrated and smooth, which I think amounts to the same thing. I find that a little goes a long way, and if I let it absorb it makes a great base for my makeup. Of which I now use less, incidentally.
For the guys, I’ll make this brief: this Jack Black Double-Duty Face Moisturizer (SPF 20) is vegan, lightweight, quick-absorbing, inoffensive-smelling and a massive value at $48 for 8.5 fluid ounces. Yes, I really did spell that out. It doesn’t feel greasy, doesn’t smell like sunscreen, doesn’t take more than twenty seconds to slap liberally on your face after you step out of the shower (or roll out of bed–no judgment). And you can confidently offer a pump or two to any and all overnight guests who are about to head off into the sunshine, with a caring reminder that they should always wear sunscreen. Just like you do.
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Top photo from October 2013 US Elle, bottom from October 2013 US Bazaar
I’m well aware that paltry iPhone photos don’t do these fantastic ads justice, but I was so excited about them that I literally could not wait to fire up my scanner. (Partly because it’s a 45-minute drive away right now, but that’s neither here nor…well, actually it is there. Oof.) Vince has been a dominant line in my closet for well over a decade now–I still have and will always love my original “sneaker pants”–and Frankie Rayder, well, what is there to say? She’s one of the definitive faces of a generation of models that had an enormous impact on my aesthetic (I was a late-teen in the late-’90s, what can you do?), and here she is back in all of her cool-girl glory. I really don’t think it gets any better than this.