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Holy mother of all things holy. This is makeup at a whole new level. You have not lived until your lips have touched this gloss and your eye...

There's an Avett Brothers song that goes something like, when they ask you what you are living for say, 'love'. Just in time for...

For years when winter skin debuted its increasingly painful, red, poison-ivy like patches on the inner third of my hands, I simply amassed t...

I first laid eyes on the Liz Earle Naturally Active Skincare line a year and half ago during its long-awaited US launch. (The Brits had been...

The poor man's SPA (or is it the only authentic definition of SPA?) is the hot spring, bubbling up naturally from between shifting tecto...

My truly fabulous cousin gifted me this lovely tube of Epicuren Lip Balm upon my arrival in Colorado. Adorable, fabulous looking, and birth...

That's "rich in Shea butter " for those of you who can't speak french. Oh wait I can't speak french either but along ...

I'm headed West for Christmas and though my location shall remain nameless (I vow two weeks of low-tech mountain time) I will clue you i...