Ah, Sunday, a day for the lazy to laze and the workers to complain about working. A day for me, personally, to ruminate about the care and condition of our largest organ (LOL, organ) the skin. Be it dry or moist, spotty or oily, normal or abnormal, skin is the thing we all see first, and judge others upon, harshly. Oh, you know you do, you heartless dick. You don't? Yeah, I guess I don't care that much, either. But we all want our shit to be tight, right? Right. Enter Garnier Clean+Nourishing Cleansing Oil.
Yeah, I was very afraid of oil, no lies, as I spent many years of my life as an oily, oily person. As a person so oily, I could grease a cookie sheet with my face, if I so desired. This never came up, of course, but the option was there. I use coconut oil, you know, I'm not a psycho.
A small story. For my 40th birthday, my dear friend Rachel took me to a beloved local Mexican place called Acapulcos. As an actual Mexican (Filipino) person, I should not love this place the way I do. Everything about it panders to the American sensibility of what a Mexican restaurant should be: flour tortillas instead of corn, fried ice cream, and waitstaff who call you "Amigo." I'm there maybe three times a week. Ok, so. Three weeks before my birthday, I bought this cleanser at CVS for about seven bucks, probably less, and I start using it a couple times a day. And here I am at my birthday, laughing it up with my 25 year old friend, and the waiter, whom I've seen probably more than any aunt or uncle or cousin in my entire life, ASKS ME FOR MY EFFING I.D. I thought that he was joking. He was not joking. Later, my friend Rachel says, "It's not that he didn't think you were forty; he didn't think you were twenty one."
That, my friend, is the power of this cleanser.
I use it twice a day with my Clarisonic Mia brush, but a good old wash cloth works just as well. You take one pump of the oil and rub it between your hands and then onto your face and neck for thirty seconds or more and then add a little water until it emulsifies and turns white. I do not rinse very well, and make sure to leave a lot of product on my skin, and then just pat dry with a towel. Believe me when I tell you that this cleanser has made my skin velvety smooth and clear and has not resulted in one pimple, whitehead or blackhead. Believe me also when I say that I have used some of the most luxurious and expensive cleansers out there, both over the counter and by prescription and this little seven dollar miracle trumps them all. Get a bottle now, and thank me later, kids.
Yeah, I was very afraid of oil, no lies, as I spent many years of my life as an oily, oily person. As a person so oily, I could grease a cookie sheet with my face, if I so desired. This never came up, of course, but the option was there. I use coconut oil, you know, I'm not a psycho.
A small story. For my 40th birthday, my dear friend Rachel took me to a beloved local Mexican place called Acapulcos. As an actual Mexican (Filipino) person, I should not love this place the way I do. Everything about it panders to the American sensibility of what a Mexican restaurant should be: flour tortillas instead of corn, fried ice cream, and waitstaff who call you "Amigo." I'm there maybe three times a week. Ok, so. Three weeks before my birthday, I bought this cleanser at CVS for about seven bucks, probably less, and I start using it a couple times a day. And here I am at my birthday, laughing it up with my 25 year old friend, and the waiter, whom I've seen probably more than any aunt or uncle or cousin in my entire life, ASKS ME FOR MY EFFING I.D. I thought that he was joking. He was not joking. Later, my friend Rachel says, "It's not that he didn't think you were forty; he didn't think you were twenty one."
That, my friend, is the power of this cleanser.
I use it twice a day with my Clarisonic Mia brush, but a good old wash cloth works just as well. You take one pump of the oil and rub it between your hands and then onto your face and neck for thirty seconds or more and then add a little water until it emulsifies and turns white. I do not rinse very well, and make sure to leave a lot of product on my skin, and then just pat dry with a towel. Believe me when I tell you that this cleanser has made my skin velvety smooth and clear and has not resulted in one pimple, whitehead or blackhead. Believe me also when I say that I have used some of the most luxurious and expensive cleansers out there, both over the counter and by prescription and this little seven dollar miracle trumps them all. Get a bottle now, and thank me later, kids.
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