In the last couple years, coconut oil became the fat everybody’s not afraid of. It went from being the hippie beauty aid of choice to spawning 1,000 posts on beauty blogs praising its outlandish magical qualities–put it in your hair! use it as a makeup remover! moisturize everywhere! It was enough to make us go out and buy a jar, which now occasionally ends up in sauteed greens but not much else. We’ll probably die ugly.
But now, apparently, we learn of another reason to buy the jar: gargling. Yes, you should also be gargling your coconut oil. More
I got to spend my teen years blessedly free of breakouts. Through college, I had a blemish every now and again. Right around graduation, maybe a little before, I noticed an uptick in spots. Then, I moved to New York City, current reigning champ of America’s dirtiest metropolises. It’s the only city I’ve ever lived where you can step over a puddle of urine only to accidentally step on a rat–pray it’s not one of the rabies kinds.
Needless to say, my skin worsened. More
Popular wisdom associates tans with health and wellness and glamour, as opposed to, say, melanoma. No matter how much we learn about the dangers of sun exposure, the importance of sunscreen and how indoor tanning can be a death sentence for some, a lot of people still think tan = beautiful. Teenagers who want a sunny glow without going outside, however, will now have to wait. More