Every blogger on the planet has posted about COCONUT OIL.
Same old story: it’s super moisturizing! Amazing for your skin! Use it as shaving cream! Oil pulling! OMG the benefits! Blah, blah, blah!
While all of these are truer than true, coconut oil also has another use…
Now before we continue: if you get offended easily, probably stop reading. If you’re a nun ( really though, if you’re a nun ), stop reading. If you don’t have a weird sense of humor, stop reading…just don’t say I didn’t warn you.
Basically I want to continue to start conversations around things that are supposed to be “secret.” The truth is with social media so many people, influencers & celebrities are getting things done all the time & keeping it hush, hush.
Which by the way, this is totally FINE- like do what works for you.
However, for my platform I want to continue to discuss taboo topics & approach them in a non-judgemental way. Every single person deserves to feel their best so do what works for you. Here’s my two cents: go to an artist whose work you like, don’t use a Groupon ( I have personally heard horror stories so I feel like that is work, go slow, do your own research, …
YES, YES, YES- we’ve discussed so many taboo topics on The Skinny Confidential so this shouldn’t surprise you at all.
This post has been a long time coming. A lot of you guys have reached out via DM that some of you are either constipated or just have questions about the digestive system & gut.
Disclaimer: shocker, obviously I’m not a doctor. I’m just telling you within this post what works for me & what always helps. If you feel like your condition is medical, definitely consult your doctor.
These are tips & tricks that I’ve used forever to really get things moving…if you know what I mean- wink, wink, nudge nudge.Before we get into the tips, you guys know that I’ve been working with Poo~Pourri for the last year & a half ( absolutely love them ). Basically Poo~Pourri’s mission is to create a totally non-toxic, ‘no shame’ space where you can ‘own your throne’ & feel liberated to do what we all do…poo.
Their products contain NO aerosol, alcohol, parabens, formaldehydes or synthetic fragrances. Plus guys, they aren’t tested on animals…only stinky humans.
Poo~Pourri is all over my house- it basically works like magic. You spritz the …
This post was initially supposed to be about my anxiety ( hence the picture )- it’s something I have been wanting to talk about…until I heard the news about Kate Spade’s passing.
KATE SPADE, man.
What a name- a powerhouse, an iconic brand, a trailblazer in fashion, one that lives on the arms of women around the world. Always cheerful, cheeky & with a pop of color. Kate was a businesswoman, mother, wife, sister, boss, creator, tastemaker, influencer, VISIONARY. She set an example of what it means for a woman to design her own future.
She seemed to ‘have it all.’
But her suicide shows us something different- a peek into mental illness. A bitch of a disease. Depression is a life-threatening illness just like cancer or heart disease.
One that’s invisible to the naked eye. It sort of reminds me of tear gas, you know- you can’t see it or smell it until it’s too late. Especially if you’re on the outside looking in. It’s something that we feel ashamed to talk about- ashamed because as a society we judge.
From my personal experience depression & anxiety creep up on you in a way that’s truly crippling.
MICHAEL & I have decided to never go out on Valentine’s Day again. HA. Here’s the deal: the set menu is never the best ( I mean, I love pesto scallops but they’re never my first choice on the menu- you know? ), the squished table situation, & the craziness is just not ideal. So next year has been planned: February 13th will consist of a super cute dinner ( Michael: you know my favorite restaurants- get busy ) and then February 14th will entail our bed, pretzels ( unsalted ), YUMEARTH PEACH LICORICE, & pink champagne…in bed. To be honest, I’m over the whole HOOPLA of holidays. My bed is where it’s at.