I take my beauty ritual very seriously.
My grandmother, even on her last days and at 75 years old, had not one wrinkle! Although the only makeup she wore was red lipstick, the woman was notorious for her skin care. Coming from the old days in the motherland (Ukraine), she washed with soap. Sometimes a few times a day. She didn’t use anything but cocoa/shea butter on her face and jojoba oil for her body. She also didn’t have much body hair, this I always envied the most.
My mother is another case – no one has ever guessed her age. Young men still approach her to this day with romantic inclinations having no clue she could really be their mum! She, like her mother, is attached to one cosmetic item – black liquid liner, and never leaves the house without it. Since as long as I can remember Mama has had an array of face and body creams scattered around her vanity. As a child I began to mimic her femininity by trying out products that would also preserve my skin.
And so it began. In grade school I knew every drugstore beauty product and was a thorough guide to my friends. In middle school I picked up girlie magazines and flipped through to the beauty section to find tips and tricks in order to bestow my newfound knowledge onto my classmates. In high school I began to experiment with makeup. Mostly in science class. Mostly on whoever would allow me to paint their face before the teacher noticed. Sorry, Mr. Beeftink!
Now I easily experiment with skin care lines and definitely have my favourites, ranging high to low cost: La Mer, Sisley Sisleya, StriVectin, Orlane, Lumene, Nivea, Bioré and Oil of Olay for Sensitive Skin.
As soon as I step out of the shower I tone with vinegar/water concoction, massage any fine lines with StriVectinSD, then slather the rest of my face with one of the above mentioned moisturizers (from hairline down to the décolleté). It is important to lock in moisture with product, so please don’t wait around too long.
I will now reveal my deep dark secret: I don’t always take off my makeup before I go to bed. Cue gasp. Yes, I know bad Annah, BAD! My excuse: boyfriend’s chest is evil and has perfected its Vulcan sleeper hold on me. Thus, Joshua, I blame you.
This doesn’t mean you should get a boyfriend like mine and hold him accountable for your skin mishaps. This means don’t follow in my footsteps and wash your face off every night as if your life depended on it. Because your skin depends on it. Be it cold cream, makeup remover or baby oil. Just. Do. It.
Lastly, for faces I work on I mix foundation/concealer with moisturizer, but on myself I put on foundation immediately after my face is still damp with product. This way, even if I don’t know the kind of makeup I’ll be wearing for the day – this mixture acts as a tinted moisturizer base that doesn’t move around throughout the hectic schedule I am allotted.
I’m 28. The worst name I’ve been called lately is 24. I still get carded. Everywhere. Including R movies. True story.
My Grandmother Holding Me
Mama and I