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    Azzaro Wanted by Night reviews, photos

    The products: Azzaro Wanted Eau de Toilette and Wanted by Night Eau de Parfum

    The new Azzaro Wanted by Night campaign is… pointed. It’s sexy in a mass-market-typical, in-your-face kind of way. Think bright, clear gin and gun cylinder-style flacons in an ash-brown duffel. The incredible amount of confidence that radiates off of this campaign convinced me not only to give these scents a try, but to switch my anniversary gift from [REDACTED FOR FUTURE USE] to a gorgeous leather duffel bag at the last minute.

    (We made it an entire year!)

    Azzaro’s Wanted by Night imagery is everything you could hope for in a tongue-and-cheek fragrance campaignThis is what women call him, it coos, with mixed blue and orange lighting. It talks about “his pedigree,” with a little bandage glued over model Nikolaï Danielsen’s eyebrow. It promises that he “obeys his every desire. Forever in motion with invincible fire.”

    The Azzaro Wanted by Night notes

    Designed around the idea of the perfect cocktail, Azzaro Wanted by Night lists itself as being a woody-oriental-spicy flanker to the Azzaro Wanted’s “woody-citrusy-spicy” beginnings. (More on those scare quotes in a few.) Created by perfumers Quentin Bisch and Michel Girard, Wanted by Night highlights top notes of white cedar and fair trade natural cinnamon, heart notes of red cedar and cumin, and base notes of Atlas cedar and cypress.

    It isn’t often that I see fair trade ingredients used in mass-market fragrances, making this one pretty unique. The cinnamon essential oil used in Wanted by Night is sourced from a protected network in Laos through a partnership with iconic fragrance manufacturer Givaudan. It’s an exclusive botanical variety produced just for Azzaro.

    The Azzaro Wanted and Azzaro Wanted by Night experiences

    Azzaro Wanted (2016, Fabrice Pellegrin) is, truth be told, far more boring than Wanted by Night. Its note listing is gargantuan: top notes of lemon, ginger, lavender and mint; middle notes of Guatemalan cardamom, juniper, apple, and geranium; base notes of Hatian vetiver, tonka bean, and amberwood. The results bristle, with an overwhelmingly lemony initial spritz.

    It’s not a bad fragrance, but it’s the polar opposite of what I love to wear. I see it pinned down pretty frequently as a Paco Rabanne Invictus clone (which I can’t confirm), and it makes its “woodsy-citrusy-spicy” promises feel flimsy. It definitely has woodsy and spicy notes, especially in the drydown, but its body is overwhelmingly clean.

    On the other hand, Azzaro Wanted by Night smells like a totally different take on the same concept. It’s a good flanker: similar appeal, with very different practice.

    Wanted by Night is as warm as the amber tones of its bottle, with a fuller body than the original Wanted. To me, it smells a little bit like a spicy apple pie, especially in the first 30 minutes – like the blend of spice and citrus brings up memories of fall festivities in years gone by. But something about its body is a little thin, for an Eau de Parfum. It clings to the skin more than its notes suggest that it would, making it woodsy but still wearable.

    At the price point of an EdP, I’m not thrilled by its intensity. As a person who loves scents that make you want to lean in, however, I love it. It’s just strong enough that one small spritz will scent you deliciously, without (as so many scents marketed towards men do) filling an entire elevator with eye-watering fumes.

    The Azzaro Wanted by Night verdict?

    Azzaro Wanted is a solid “next, please” from me, but I’m enjoying Wanted by Night. It’s spicy and sexy, and wears close enough to the skin that I think it would be a great pick all year round.

    If October isn’t too early to start adding things to Christmas lists… this is a good one to start with.

    Availability: $82 CAD (50 ml) and $102 CAD (90 ml) at Hudson’s Bay, Jean Coutu, Shopper’s Drug Mart, London Drugs, Brunet, and Uniprix. In the US: Macy’s and Ulta.

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    Hand and Stone Facial review: Dermalogica vibes with a beachfront view

    I wrote last month about my favourite facial, at the Miraj Hammam Spa by Caudalie. They do some amazing work, and at a very high price point – but that’s not always what you want. A Caudalie facial is great for when you’re on vacation and you’re out to treat yourself; a Hand and Stone Classic Facial is for when you feel like your skin is aching for some TLC. It’s the perfect antidote to too much sun, weeks of brisk winter winds, and one too many gin & tonics.

    Hand and Stone is my favourite chain of spas out there, and for good reason. It’s a little utilitarian, and very blue – but so am I. Each treatment is professional, affordable, and most importantly, effective.

    I always stop into the Hand and Stone on College Street when I’m in Toronto for a trigger point massage with Tommy Tran. This time around, though, I popped into the one on Dan Leckie Way as well, on my last afternoon in the city. I came dressed from brunch at Planta: wearing false lashes, dripping in the 28 degree heat, and armed only with my smartphone. 

    Some spas feel ethereal, like sacred spaces that you need to be a little careful in. This one does not. Instead, it feels ship-shape and smart, like somewhere you stop between work and grocery shopping because you’ve been up until 2 AM hitting deadlines for five days straight. It exists around you, with no pressure for you to be meek.

    Hand & Stone facial room (image c/o Hand & Stone)

    What a Hand and Stone Facial is like

    To understand what a Hand and Stone facial is really like, you first need to take a peek at the brands that the spa uses. Their treatments centre mostly on Dermalogica: clinical, results-oriented, and known throughout the entire beauty industry for being effective. They also dip into Diego Dalla Parma (created in Italy by RVB, which stands for Research, Value, and Beauty) and Yon-Ka.

    Let’s get frank. The beauty industry is just as much about things that aren’t beautiful as it is about things that are. And the Hand & Stone Classic Facial is there for you when you’re feeling the lack more so than the presence. I left their Dan Leckie Way location with my face feeling squeaky clean and tingly… But my skin was glowing.

    My Photoshop-free skin immediately post-treatment. Left: no foundation / Right: with full makeup.

    Every facialist has a slightly different technique, but this facial went exactly as I was expecting. My facialist used brisk movements with even pressure, beginning by double-cleansing my skin with Dermalogica’s Special Cleansing Gel (a cornerstone of the brand) and Skin Resurfacing Cleanser on warm, wet cotton pads. My Hand and Stone facial was pretty standard after that, with a long exfoliation, two masques, and a soothing mist.

    I’m always wary of trying out new facials because I’m never sure who’ll be willing to work with my silicone intolerance and who won’t. The Hand and Stone facial team falls firmly in the former category, going out of their way to make sure I could comfortably use each and every product.

    A pre-facial brunch at Planta / My skin 14 hours later, when my plane landed

    Three cool Dermalogica products from my Hand and Stone facial

    Dermalogica is a brand that I’m not too familiar with, but my facialist at Hand and Stone introduced me to three really fascinating products in their line.

    The Dermalogica Scaling Fluid is a unique liquid that helps dissolve sebum – essentially loosing up your clogged pores before you extract them. My facialist paired it with the brand’s Exfoliant Accelerator 35 (pro), turning my facial into a mini-peel. Then, because I was headed to the beach, she blended their Solar Defense Booster SPF 50 in with my SPF 30 moisturizer to finish. The Scaling Fluid and Defense Booster can both be purchased at Hand and Stone, whether or not you have a treatment booked.

    I don’t say this lightly, but the results from my facial were instant. My skin was noticeably smoother the second I walked out of the spa, and my foundation stayed on for hours longer than usual. I walked into the spa in the afternoon (fresh from brunch at Planta) and rolled out with skin so bright that it still looked good when I got home 14 hours, 2700 km, and two timezones later.

    Which spa delivers your favourite facial?

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    De-stressing baths with iHerb

    This post is sponsored by iHerb and contains affiliate links.

    The start of school has been rough. I don’t mean “I’m a little busy, but I’m here” – I mean a full-on deluge of busses and classes and assignments. (I’m twenty six. Why do I still have homework?) I’ve been struggling to balance my chronic illness, my work schedule, and my classes since term started back up again, so I’ve been falling back on my most recent order from iHerb to chill out whenever I have the time.

    Being a freelancer is a constant source of stress in my life even when term is out, so I always keep my self-care drawer well stocked. This is my fourth or fifth order from iHerb, and I always come back. They carry over 30 000 products, ship to over 160 countries, and always get my packages to me quickly & in great condition. Plus, their customer service team provides support in a whopping 10 languages – which I think is the most I’ve ever seen for an online store.

    (iHerb is my favourite online shop for finding affordable, natural products! Their selection is stellar – better than any box store I’ve ever been in, and with better prices, too.)

    Weeknight-approved chocolatey snacks

    I love a snack that multitasks. Protein bars, omega-rich crisps, tooth-friendly sweets – anything that I can snack on that’s going to streamline my life. iHerb carries some of my favourite chocolate bars, but for something that can be shipped all year ’round, I opted for their Sheila G’s Toffee Crunch Brownie Brittle ($4.49 CAD) instead. For deadline-heavy days, I added in some ThinkKids Cookies & Creme Protein Bars ($4.69 CAD) for an all-nighter-friendly boost.

    I’ve been powering my way through the brownie brittle, and my family’s been sneaking bites, too. It’s perfect sprinkled over vanilla ice cream!

    iHerb’s safe selection 

    I’ve been leaning on online shopping more and more to help manage my energy levels, but it can be tough to buy online. Price tags are often elevated to offset the price of shipping, and things that I can’t go without–things like ingredients labels–are often left out.

    That’s one of the main reasons why I love iHerb so much. They offer a really wide range of products at great prices (almost suspiciously low prices, to be honest), and they almost always have ingredient info available. I stocked this order with the Giovanni Smooth as Silk Shampoo ($7.16 CAD) and Conditioner ($7.16 CAD), which I’ve seen on best-of lists for years. They’re just as good as I hoped: they leave my hair really soft and silky, and I can trust that they’ll be silicone-free thanks to iHerb’s full ingredients lists.

    The shampoo smells like apples, but they’re really low-odour products – my hair smells like almost nothing when I step out of the shower. (Another must for my household, because my sister’s migraines leave her really scent-sensitive.) I’ve noticed that I use a lot less product since switching to them, too.

    I’ve also been taking regular dips into baths filled with Aveeno Active Naturals Bath Treatment ($8.28 CAD), which is great for my eczema. It’s not the most luxurious bath experience–like other oatmeal baths, it tends to clump up in the bath water–but it really does the trick.

    Take a break & find your balance with iHerb

    Things have been crazy recently, but a few things have been helping me find my balance this month. For starters, I’ve been going out a lot less – my partner just got back from a 10 day silent meditation retreat, and his absence left things quiet on my end, too. (It was amazing. I should probably stop talking about how much I absolutely freaking loved his absence, though, because it sounds like I’m giving him a complex.)

    But the silence was refreshing. I found little things that reminded me of him every single day, but nothing that seemed like a pressing need. Or, in the case of this huge, 32 oz shower gel: some big things that reminded me of him.

    The Alba Botanica Very Emollient Bath & Shower Gel in Sparkling Mint ($13.03 CAD), is gentle on sensitive skin, amazingly cheap per ounce, and so refreshing. It’s perfect for showering off your morning grumpy face, and is ideal for busy people. I hate buying shower supplies in bulk because there are so few options to buy from (I just binned his last mega-shower gel), but this one is both enormous and high-quality.

    It’s the kind of shower gel that you don’t have to worry about, because it’s so big that it’ll last you all year… if your girlfriend ever relinquishes her hold on it.

    The last two things that have been giving me peace of mind are the Now Foods Ultrasonic Glass Swirl USB Oil Diffuser ($41.02 CAD) and matching Now Foods Peaceful Sleep ($12.99 CAD). The glass diffuser looks so pretty on my new, all-white bathroom countertops, but I’ve since moved it into my bedroom. It’s the perfect way to end my night, with a gentle citrus scent and a colour-changing light that turns on and off independently.

    » Rest easy even easier with 5% off your order at iHerb. Plus, new customers get an extra $5 off orders over $40 by clicking through here! «

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    Burberry Khaki Green Nail Polish swatches, review, photos

    The product: Burberry Khaki Green No. 205 Nail Polish

    Here’s a thing that’s really real: us. We are stripped down; laid bare. Everyone can see right through your translucent skin, stretched thin like the connective tissue under your tongue, holding it back. Everyone can see that I miss you, all the way into my bottle of Burberry Khaki Green Nail Polish – always too thick.

    I am a longtime fan of Burberry Nail Polish (Burberry Poppy Black is my favourite), but I’ll be honest: I’ll take any expensive nail polish for a run. Anything that’ll settle evenly, with a wide brush and opaque colour. I’m not picky; I’ll do a bit of YSL, or even a good mass market shade if the formula makes it easy.

    (I’ll use anything but Essie, and I won’t have anyone but you.)

    The Burberry Khaki Green vibe

    These photos were shot in Montréal, and this nail polish has a good vibe for the city. It’s cool, the way Montréal is cool. Nothing in Edmonton is cool like this: industrial and a little weird. It’s a little bit big city; interesting and dark, like the barista with the queer haircut who always gets your coffee just right but your name all wrong.

    It’s shot here against two things: a metal-framed bookshelf with a sliding ladder, and a bright orange chaise that I would never own. I loved them both, in the way that one can love things that they’re going to leave behind. (I am not a cool person, or a big city person, and neither one of us could ever pull off orange anything.)

    With roughly five shades available at any given time, Burberry’s nail polish range is always a very edited collection. I’d love to see their silver glitter shade (usually a holiday release) make its permanent debut, as well as a few more complex colours – maybe a dark teal to start. For now, Burberry Khaki Green is a lovely little weirdo, and it’ll keep me together while I wait.

    Availability: $23 USD at Net-a-Porter.

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    Na-Na Underwear Linda review: Body positivity in a delicate shell

    Na-na lingerie review

    I read something on Twitter recently from a body positive blogger saying that body positivity is only for people with non-straight-sized bodies. I have to disagree; not against the spirit of the conversation, but against the specificity of it. We live in a society that conditions us to hate our bodies. To hate them; to improve them out of a vitriolic, inherent disgust. I hate my body, too, but I’m coming around to love it in items like this Linda set from indie maker Na-Na Underwear.

    I bought this set as a treat for myself this summer: the Na-Na Underwear Linda bralette, suspenders, and thong. (Price of the 3-piece set during a sale: $95 USD, including shipping.) The detail is incredible; hand-sewn in the Ukraine by creator, designer, and sole seamstress Anastasia.

    Na-Na underwear review

    Photos: a collaboration between Epiphora and I. Lip: Maybelline Matte Ink in Philosopher. Lashes: Esqido Unisyn Love & Peace.

    Na-Na Underwear Linda review photos

    The Na-Na Underwear Linda set

    The attention to detail in these pieces from Na-Na Underwear puts me in a state of awe. There are little ribbons covering the points of connection. Little flowers are sewn on top of the rest of the design, giving it 3-D realism. Even the seams, stitched in a tight zig-zag, flex like a luxury piece. The suspenders stretch easily downwards, accommodating for multidirectional comfort in a dual-layered design: side structure on the outer layer, and front structure from the lower layer.

    I don’t own anything else this feminine, but I’m kind of revelling in just how playful the Linda set is. I’ve gotten both more and less feminine this year, toying with the idea of gender. It feels brisk: have you ever stood at the front of a fast-moving ferry and leaned backwards into the wind? It’s almost the opposite of a Titanic-esque scene; more elemental and far less romantic.

    Nana Underwear review, boudoir photos

    Think of it this way. It’s the middle of summer, and you’ve spent all day sweating in the heat. And then just after noon, you’re on a ferry and there’s a fine mist in the air; an ocean wind so brisk that you need to throw on another two layers. The mist makes your eyes tear up, because it’s so tempestuous on the water, so you turn around – and it’s almost like the wind catches you, and you could do anything. 

    (You are the wind, and there is no one freezing in the water.)

    My recommendation with Na-Na Underwear is to buy on sale, use code RAE15 for an extra 15% off, and size up. I bought this set in a S-S-85B (32B equivalent), and the suspenders are a good fit, but I would have been more comfortable a medium thong and 90B bralette.

    Boudoir photos, Nana lingerie Linda

    Why body positivity is so important

    There are things that I hate about my body. My boobs are too small, my flesh is too soft, my ass isn’t round. My arms are hairy. When I wake up, my jaw clunks around and my muscles ache. My continued survival is dependent on a constant intake of pills, injections, and IVs.

    Body positivity is simple: a love and acceptance for all bodies, no matter what size or colour; despite any ailments or disabilities. Beauty is a societal construct that exists simply because we continue to acknowledge and glorify it. Body positivity helps fight eating disorders and body dysmorphia, and I have never for a second disagreed that it was an incredible thing. Over the past ten years, there’s been a radical shift of societal change, with campaigns from brands like Aerie using unretouched images featuring models of all a wider range shapes, sizes, and medical conditions.

    So many people are affected by how much they hate their bodies, and I agree that it’s important to embrace the fact that bodies are so varied. But there’s a lot of overlap between the body positivity movement and the fat positivity movement, and many are still ready to reject the idea that body positivity is relevant to non-fat bodies. I have been told time and time again that I don’t have a place in the body positivity movement because I’m skinny, East Asian, and I often read as heterosexual and cisgendered – and the critics aren’t fully wrong, either.

    Body positivity vs fat positivity

    How to make space in the body positivity movement

    It’s more important, I think, to make space in the body- and fat-positive movements for folks who aren’t straight-sized. To listen more closely to people who truly are marginalized because of the way they look. But that doesn’t mean that societal pressures of the narrow constraints of beauty don’t also apply to skinnier builds – we just need to not be jerks about it.

    What’s important is that we recognize our privilege when it comes into play. For instance: I’m advantaged in society because I am not confined to a wheelchair, and can enter inaccessible spaces when needed. I’m advantaged in society because I’m hot. Body positivity is still relevant to me, but I am not disadvantaged without it.

    Lingerie review floral

    I still wake up and want to peel my flesh off of my crippled body. I still require space in the interactions that endlessly reify the idea that only some bodies are beautiful. But I need to make space.

    I need to magnify the voices of my peers; to use my privilege to publicly recognize that fat bodies are beautiful. That Black bodies are beautiful, that First Nations bodies are beautiful. And to help give voice to people on the outskirts of what is considered societally acceptable.

    I need to not pull shit like this: talking about body positivity while posting retouched images, with the hair of my arms softened and the indents of my lingerie stretched back outwards, flush with the lines of my body. (With the weird little bump at the end of my tailbone flattened out.)

    Follow me on Instagram to view the unedited versions of these images. Find this set at Na-Na Underwear and get 15% off (including off of sale prices) with code RAE15.

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    Clearly glasses: The perfect frames for a work/play date

    *Sponsored by Clearly

    The one of the best about being a blogger is the ability to co-work. Freelance writing is a lot of staying up late at night and writing (alone) in your bedroom, but blogging–that’s the good stuff. With the right group, it’s a combination of Skype calls, brainstorming sleepovers, and playful photoshoots with your brand new Clearly glasses.

    I shot this feature in Alexandria, VA with the amazing Epiphora. Piph is a dream: a Lindsey Wixson-esque grin, a writing style that makes me feel like I’m constantly underachieving, and a straight-up refusal to be my Instagram husband.

    We were running around between conference sessions when we shot this, and she got it done like a champ. (Even despite my anachronistic camera setup.)

    Why I love Clearly glasses

    This is a sponsored post, but it’s one that I’ve been chasing for a while. Clearly is one of the few brands on my list of dream collaborations. Their glasses are so affordable, and they have a buy one, give one initiative that I love. The brand gives away a pair of glasses for every pair that someone purchases, and they gave away over 400 000 pairs of glasses in 2017.

    Clearly just… gets it. They get that glasses can be accessories, and they make them affordable enough that folks like me can afford more than one pair at a time. But they also get that they’re not just fashion items. The ability to see should NOT be something that only the rich can afford, and Clearly glasses bridge that gap perfectly.

    They carry both designer and exclusively designed brands on their website and in stores. The frames I’m wearing in this post are from the latter: Clearly’s own Joseph Marc brand.

    Snapchat filter glasses: The Joseph Marc Observation-S in Gold

    These glasses came in the mail a few days before I left at the beginning of August. I tried them on immediately and snapped a picture to my partner. The response was immediate: “I can’t see the glasses. All I see is the filter.”

    Clearly’s Joseph Marc Observation-S in Gold have a serious Snapchat Look™ to them. They have the vibe of a pair of glasses that have been added to your face with a filter; trendy and flattering in a very on-the-nose sort of way. (Pun fully intended!) And yet what makes them look like they’re just a step outside of reality is exactly what makes them perfect for a blogger hangout.

    Clearly offers a BlueReflect treatment on their glasses, and with how many hours a day I spend staring at a screen, I’d be a fool not to make use of it. The result is a pair of frames with a slight yellow tint and a prominent blue-violet reflection. The treatment filters blue light away from your eyes, helping you reduce eye strain and get a better night’s sleep. So you can see your gal pal when you’re having a lingerie pillow fight, and you can also see your screen when you both start answering emails partway through it.

    These were the only frames that I took with me on my trip this summer, and I have zero regrets. My prescription is minimal, but wearing glasses helps me get more done in a day  – especially when my eyes are tired.

    I love a flirty, femme-friendly bralette, and I love a good pair of glasses. The Joseph Marc Observation glasses from Clearly set a mood: this is my life. And this is how much I’m going to get done while living it.

    Want to see more of this look? Cool. It’s coming back to you on Monday. 

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    Miraj Hammam Spa by Caudalie review: Grand Facial

    The treatment: Miraj Hammam Spa by Caudalie Grand Facial (Anti-Oxidant, 60 min)

    I never thought I was a facial person. I’m great at giving them, but… well, my skin is pretty perky to begin with. Up until I had my first treatment at the Miraj Hammam Spa by Caudalie, I didn’t think I needed–or even wanted–them.

    And then I realized that I’ll go for essentially any treatment at the Miraj, because they are all. That. Good. Especially the facials. The Caudalie spa is the epitome of a place that you go to for the experience rather than the results. I’ve been going religiously for the past three years, and their team has never disappointed me.

    I checked back into the Miraj this month to try out their Grand Facial. They’re relatively fresh off of their big renovations from last year, and the updated spa is deliciously sumptuous. The changing rooms are a little more spacious now, with two changing stalls, three showers, and a private rest area. One of the things that really stands out to me about this spa is its accessibility: two of the stall showers are step-in through frosted glass doors, while the third is flush to the ground to allow wheelchair access through a curtain. All of the treatment rooms are spacious and easily accessible, with attendants to help open the solid wood doors.

    The new Alhambra lounge is dimly lit with a beautiful new lighting feature. Heavy curtains keep the room dark, and a sliding glass door allows access to a brand new patio – perfect for enjoying a little spa time outdoors in the summer. The post-treatment snack remains the same: the most delicious piece of baklava that you will ever have, soaked in water-light honey and nuts.

    The Miraj Hammam Spa Grand Facial

    The Miraj Hammam Spa does many things, but their facials are my favourite. The gommage is effective but not relaxing; their massages are brisk but just don’t stay. (Their hammam is divine, but can’t be booked alone.)

    But the facials… oh. The facials.

    The Caudalie spa’s facials are otherworldly. They stretch on for longer than they should; each 60 minute respite feels like hours. They’re indulgent from start to finish, with obscenely comfortable, heated facial beds and heavy blankets. The rooms are always quiet, with noise-dampening wood doors that must be three inches thick. If I could sleep on a mattress as comfortable as their facial beds are, I would never wake up tired.

    It’s hard for me to convince others to check out the Caudalie spa sometimes, because the facials are far more expensive than at a chain – but the difference is palpable. A Miraj Hammam Spa Grand Facial starts with makeup removal and cleansing with products that are spread confidently onto your face, neck, and décolletage. They’re then removed not with cotton pads, but with hot towels that sweep away any remaining impurities.

    Your facialist will mist with–you guessed it–Caudalie Beauty Elixir as a steamer keeps your pores relaxed and your skin hydrated throughout. From there, the treatment moves onto a mask: we used the Caudalie Purifying Mask, as my pores have been a little clogged and breakout-prone this summer.

    How to pick a spa for your facial

    Here’s a beauty writer secret: when you go for a facial, you can usually tell what the treatment will be like based on the price point. Under $130, you’ll get a facial, plus maybe a scalp or foot massage. Over $130, and you’ll be in heaven. Your hands, arms, legs, and feet will be steamed, buttered, and massaged until they’re soft as dough, and your facialist will work out every kink in your neck and shoulders as your mask sits and your serum sinks in.

    The extractions, masking, and even-pressured facial massage are all parts of any good facial – but the Caudalie spa always goes beyond. My facials there are always ‘cone-free, and their steamer is probably my favourite in the industry. The Caudalie Grand Facial can be customized to all skin types, and your facialist is guaranteed to choose different products and techniques for you based on your skin and preferences.

    My general advice for getting a facial treatment? Go to your favourite spa if your glow just needs a bit of a pick-me-up. But for a really luxurious way to treat yourself… it has to be the Miraj Hammam Spa.

    Pricing: The Caudalie Grand Facial is $180 CAD for 60 minutes during the week, and $190 on weekends and holidays.
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    Workhall Anika Plunge Dress review: A little bit the same, a little different

    I’ve had this dress for almost a year. Which is a drop in the bucket, if you think about it – I’ve been thinking about the Workhall Anika Plunge Dress since it first came out, years ago, and have softly stroked it in new colours every season.

    But this one, I think, is right. It’s the deep plum of FW17; a colour that is as much my mother as it is me.

    It’s a dress that changes a little every season. The overall shape stays the same, but like the rest of us, it’s a work that is constantly in progress. My Anika has a plunging V-neck that lies flat across the chest, held in place. A stiff, curved piece of boning ensures that it always lies flat; takes away the need for fabric tape. Its skirt lifts in a soft swoop to the right, draping downwards.

    This season’s comes in black, with a longer, deeper V. It zips up in the back (mine slides right on), and the skirt doesn’t get swept upwards: it’s sewn on in the opposite direction, a right over left.

    It’s a transformation. No better, no worse. Different, like me. Like a staple piece in a makeup collection that’s always changing: the Lise Watier summer bronzer. The Clarins spring blush. The Guerlain holiday powders. The same idea every year, but tweaked just a touch – enough that if you love it, you’re going to want every single rendition of it.

    (I want to be wanted in every single rendition of me.)

    On my face I have all of my favourites. This was my birthday look, so it’s only products that I love – nothing that I have to test. My favourite Revlon lipstick (it’s been discontinued; I’ve replaced it with a Dior Lip Glow, but I still have one tube left). Annabelle Skinny Brow, which I use religiously. Marcelle liner with Kiss Little Black Dress lashes – I’m on my third or forth of each, and will absolutely be going back for more.

    And on the eyes, a Lise Watier eyeshadow that you’ve all seen before. It’s my perfect taupe; sparkly and just sheer enough that it looks like you’re wearing three different shadows across your lids. (Drop me your favourite single lid shades in the comments. I would love to find something that doesn’t come in a palette of six.)

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    On turning twenty-six

    There’s an ache that lives in my chest. My phone lights up at night, and I know it isn’t you. It’s a pre-set reminder, like clockwork for three hours. Did you take your medicine?

    There are all these things that I struggle to talk about, because I love you.

    I got sick fast, when I was seventeen. That summer, it was the way I felt after I took a walk (but those walks were long, so maybe it was just that.) My doctor told me we caught it early. Rheumatoid arthritis is very treatable, he said. You’re lucky you came to see me early, because now you’ll never even have it. I leave behind twenty-five today, and I feel as if I’m hurtling towards the turning point: when I’ve been sick for longer than I haven’t been.

    When you’re seventeen, you think that bad things happen to bad people. Or–not even bad people, but irresponsible ones. You think that you can prevent cancer by not smoking; accidents by wearing your seat belt. (You think that you can scare off domestic abuse with a tough smile and good storytelling.)

    But I swear, I did everything right. I took my pills. I let my doctor hold my hands in his and slide fine needles in between my knuckles. I went from hospital room to hospital room, having my blood tested, my joints palpated, my bones x-rayed. I exercised, I ate well, I did my homework. I stopped seeing my friends, and spent my time with specialists instead. The way that you’re supposed to.

    I saw him again in three months, then three more. I took my pills. I kept walking, stopped sleeping. Fifty-year-old ladies in my sociology classes started telling me to drink lemon juice.

    By then, the year had turned over. I was frustrated, but my doctor was serene: even now, he’s one of the gentlest people I’ve ever known. His wife had a baby. The goal is one hundred percent recovery. He tells me that every February.

    I was seventeen, then eighteen, then nineteen. I met a boy I thought I might like. I saw my doctor. He told me he was pregnant again. I rolled my eyes: can you say that if you’re not the one who’s going to be lying on the delivery room table? He taught me how to fill a syringe, how to choose the right needles and disinfect the skin. I cried. I sat on my office floor on Friday nights and punctured my soft stomach and thought about how much I wanted to slice my belly open onto our yellowing kitchen floors. I cut out gluten instead.

    The boy told me that I filed in an entire half of him. We stayed up until eleven, twelve, one in the morning. He took photos of my scalp in the snow.

    I stopped walking. My feet ached too much to stand on them for long.

    And then I got sick slow, and I still am. My hands started coming back to me, but there’s always a trade. My doctor added supplements, and then some more. My bathroom floor was a mess of hair that I couldn’t seem to keep around. I stumbled into the boy with his girlfriend between lectures.

    I wish I could say that I remember exactly what happened next. I remember meeting her and thinking that she was the most delicate thing I had ever seen; wanting to hold her in my palms until one of us broke. But then everything after that gets messy, in a way that only real life can, because real life is rarely literary. He asked me to come over; told me she was out of town.

    It doesn’t work if he’s looking at you, and you’re looking at her, and she’s looking away.

    I saw her five years later, still fluttery and fine-boned. They had broken up, gotten back together, and broken up again. She was seeing someone else now, and I was still sick, still sicker. She asked me for my number. I gave it to her: maybe this time, he’d be looking at her, but she’d be looking at me.

    We texted. I took my pills. My doctor increased the length between our appointments – four months. Six months. A entire year.

    My phone lights up at night, and I get to tell you everything.

    This post contains photos from Berlin and London 2018. To read more about them, please refer to the following links: The Jewish Museum and Daniel Libeskind, the Berlinishe Galerie, and the V & A.

    Outfit details: Uniqlo Rayon Long Sleeve Blouse, black mini skirt (similar), Ecco Aimee Sport Tie Sneakers in White/Muted Clay.

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    Je Joue Mimi Soft review: Here are the things I wish I knew ten years ago

    The product: Je Joue Mimi Soft Waterproof Rechargeable Vibrator

    There’s a lot of things that they don’t teach you when you turn 18: how to do your taxes. What to actually look for in a partner. How to pick the Je Joue Mimi Soft out of a crowd.

    This is a toy that I’ve loved before. It was my very first sex toy review on theNotice, and I’m still head over heels for it. My original one died (I mean, it has been three years), and Je Joue were kind enough to send me a fancy, updated replacement for it.

    The best love story isn’t a whirlwind –

    It’s a slow burn that makes you feel safe. 

    The Je Joue Mimi Soft is a lot like that. It starts off gentle, a deep thud-thud-thud in contrast to the loud bzzzz of most vibrators. Its soft silicone outer layer squishes against the skin for an almost organic feeling. And it climbs, with +, –, and ~ buttons to build, decrease, or variate the vibration settings.

    A healthy romance follows the same pattern, and I wish I had known that at 15. Instead, I got swept up by the same media that everyone else does: you’ll know your love is real with big acts of devotion! They’ll run to the gate at the airport to stop you from leaving for your dream job; you’ll get in a huge argument but it turns out they’re only yelling because they love you!

    What you don’t learn, at 15, is that a healthy relationship doesn’t look anything like a rom-com. You never end up crying at the airport, because a good partner supports your goals and told you how they felt months ago. No one ever declares their undying love for you in a screaming match, because they’ve created a safe space for you to discuss your feelings instead.

    I never learned what a relationship built on shared goals and mutual respect looked like, but it’s the #1 thing that I would have told myself about 10 years ago.

    Your pleasure is important.

    I lucked out with really sex-positive parents who let me know that it was normal and healthy to masturbate at a young age, but I had to figure out on my own that your partner should find your pleasure to be just as important as theirs. (#2 on the things I’d have told my past self!)

    I love sex toys because they help people (especially people with vaginas) prioritize their pleasure. The Mimi Soft introduced me to the legendary simultaneous orgasm – not, apparently, just a movie myth. It was a great experience, and one that I appreciated having access to, but honestly?

    …It’s not all that.

    Which wraps in thing #3: your orgasm doesn’t have to happen during intercourse to have value. It’s okay to do it before, after, on your own, not at all, or eight times over the course of the evening – whatever makes you happy. Our society puts a huge weight on partners, especially cis male partners, to “perform” during sex by making their partner come without clitoral stimulation, but the idea that every person “needs to” (or even can!) orgasm during penetration is a huge myth that’s unsupported by clinical evidence.

    Things are going to change a lot, but having constants will help.

    For me, the constants in my life are mostly my family. No matter what changes I go through (or how sick I get), I know that they’re always going to be there to love me, support me, and make me laugh. (#4.)

    Not everyone gets a biological family that meshes as well as mine does, but family doesn’t have to be biological. It’s important to take the time to nourish your relationship with your family, no matter who they might be in your life.

    The Je Joue Mimi Soft isn’t a part of my family, but it’s weirdly one of my constants. I can always come back to it and know it’ll get me off, at any point in time over the past 3 years. When my first one died, I was totally blocked – I was so distracted by the “but what if I can’t???” that I couldn’t orgasm for a week.

    The new one is even more reliable, because (#6!) change can be good. It has an updated charging cord with larger magnetic contacts, so I never close my sex toy drawer and accidentally bump it off of its charger. In the original Mimi Soft, with the same velvety silicone skin and waterproof body, the intensity buttons served as its charger. In the updated version, the silver surrounding the buttons take that place.

    The Je Joue Mimi Soft verdict?

    I’ve loved this sex toy for years, and my love for it continues. I wholeheartedly recommend the Mimi Soft as a clitoral vibrator if you’re looking for something with gentle to intense pressure, rumbly vibrations, and a discreet, easy-to-transport shape. Its uniquely soft body paired with great vibrations make it a key part of my pleasure repertoire, and I think it’s pretty obvious: if I love it enough to have two, I’d definitely recommend trying it.

    Availability: $88 CAD at Come As You Are (that’s just $66 USD!) and $94.99 USD SheVibe.

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