DISCLAIMER: This is not your average skincare recommendation.
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A bit of background… I am useless with my skin. Up until the age of 15, I barely wiped water across my face (unless to get rid of unsightly tidemarks for school photos).
Between 15 and 25, I made a new best buddy – St Ives Apricot scrub. Once a week I’d go to Exfoliatown on my face and wish my spots, dead skin cells and burgeoning wrinkles away, (I AGE TERRIBLY, OK?).
But at the ripe old age of 25, I realised that that £2.99 jobby from Superdrug just wasn’t going to cut it any more – nah, I needed the big leagues. In walked the Clinique Multi-Step Solution.
It’s main event? An exfoliating lotion that they admittedly used to clean their counter surfaces with. That shit killed me. Spots became scars. Dryness became flaky patches and all moisture was stripped faster than a Love Island contestant’s bikini.
So I made a choice. One that would surely protect my skin from every bad thing on earth. A face-wipe – the only thing that could be trusted.
And trust in face-wipes I did right up until about 6 weeks ago.
I met with the beautiful Rosie from Tropic Skincare after she kindly sent me a care package after my father passed away.
Yep, my hero products were actually gifted, but the real gift? Was a skincare regime I could, for once, stick to. And lads – it’s changed my life. Here’s why and how…
As many of you reading this probably do too – I suffer on and off with depression. I have since I was a teenager. And as anyone with mental health problems can attest to – sometimes just getting up to go for a wee is an insurmountable task.
So to find something that takes, NO JOKE – 4 minutes – was a dream. It also meant that if I was having a bad day, as long as I did my lil 4 minute routine – I’d feel like I was bossing it. Even if I had to creep back under the duvet immediately afterwards (whilst letting the moisturiser sink in).
Guys, I’m no Caroline Hirons and a cohesive beauty review this is not, but I am all about textures.
The cleanser is applied to a damp face and rubbed in. It has a beautifully creamy texture and a natural-not-over-powering scent.
Then a hot bamboo cloth is used to massage off the cleanser. This cloth is softer than my ex’s penis and I actually enjoy wiping this thing over my face.
After, I spray the toner over my face. It’s this part of the routine that I love the most, because if I can’t be arsed to do ANYTHING, the thought of a refreshing, zingy, awakening spritz is what motivates me.
Finally, the moisturiser is whacked on and DONE.
4 minutes guys.
In an ‘over-consumerised-here’s-a-cold-latte-that-I-ordered-for-the-gram-but-won’t-drink society’, where waste is ever present and our spending is at an all time high, it’s time we actually thought more about what we’re spending our money on.
And whilst I haven’t actually spent my money on these products (but totally will when I run out) if I did, I’d be happy to say I’m spending it on products that ARE actually cruelty-free and ARE actually vegan.
Because even if I still get Ubers everywhere, and use old MAC lipsticks – at least this is a little start to becoming more ethically conscious.
If all of the above has convinced the useless-at-skin- person in you to give it a go, you can get the entire regime here.
And if it hasn’t – come and let me know what your routine is! Or if you’re equally as useless as I am with your skin, come and chat about some things you can do to make a little difference.
Because we have only got one face, and I’d like mine to resemble human skin for at least 20 more years before it turns into one talking, eating, breathing scrotum.
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