AIN’T NO PARTY LIKE AN ESSENTIAL OILS PARTY.
AIN’T NO PARTY LIKE AN ESSENTIAL OILS PARTY.
I was first diagnosed with endometriosis when I was 24. I always had awful PMS and went on the birth control pill at 15 years old, so I didn’t experience the heavy periods that a lot of women with endo talk about. I did, however, struggle with PMS. I remember going to an endocrinologist thinking he would be my savior and help me, but all he did was laugh (!) and say “wow you must have bad PMS.” He put me on a drug called Sarafem which is really just Prozac in a different color. (Take a moment to think about how messed up that is to give a woman a pill that is pink and purple and tell her it will help with her PMS when it’s just Prozac!)
Years and years later, I found out that endometriosis is caused by an excessive amount of estrogen. So back when I was 15 years old at that endocrinologist’s office—he probably could have helped me.Read More›
Let’s talk about those overripe bananas that are sitting on your kitchen counter. Come onnnnn. You know they’re there, sitting there, taunting you, talking smack about the smoothies they could have become. (Okay, there’s still time for that. Pro-tip: cut those bad boys up, toss them in a freezer bag and whenever you’re looking for something to toss in the blender, boom: bananas.)Read More›
Magnificent as they are, our lady parts can sometimes give us trouble. Urinary Tract Infections (UTIs) and Yeast infections are two of the most common issues in our nether regions. We’ve all either heard of them or had them ourselves, but I find that many of us don’t actually know what the infections are, or how to best treat them. I’m here to clarify the details of the infections, and give you some healthy ways to treat them!Read More›
We’re proud to celebrate women’s health this month with S.W. Basics, Good Clean Love, Rejuva Minerals, and Sustain. Each of these companies is part of a revolutionary new movement to change the way products are made in this country, a movement that puts our health ahead of toxic ingredients and profits.
Right now, the status quo is that it’s perfectly legal to put known harmful chemicals in everyday products, and many companies do. Women are uniquely impacted by this uncontrolled toxic experiment on our health:Read More›
So, there’s this old adage that if you don’t love yourself, it’s hard to love someone else. Listen, I don’t want to sound like a corny Pinterest board, but there’s something to that nugget of wisdom. Self-love begets real love.
And there are a million ways to practice self-love and its cousin, self-care. Some of them are rather profound, such as surrounding yourself with positive people or seeking out therapy. But there are other, less profound ways, too: Taking a long bath, cooking yourself a healthy dinner, laughing your ass off with your best friend.
Skincare may fall into the “less profound” route, but it’s fun, easy, and just so happens to be our expertise (though we’re happy to go to a therapy session with you, too). Here are three ultra-luxurious DIYs to treat yourself this Valentine’s Day and, well, any day.Read More›
Little known fact: I had really, really bad skin in high school. (Of course, not so little known if you actually knew me in highschool. So, cool.) Cue everyone rolling their eyes and muttering, you and EVERYONE ELSE, girl, but take me seriously for one second. When I say bad I mean capital B-A-D bad. I mean cystic acne on my cheeks and a constant sprinkling of the same on my forehead, nose and chin. Sometimes even my neck and arms. No, I wasn’t on steroids. Yes, I did want to hide from the world.
From ages twelve to nineteen, I had just about zero relief. And I tried everything. Every over-the-counter option available, late night TV ads boasting total clarity in three weeks (I SEE YOU, PRO-ACTIV), prescription creams, potions, pills, etc. Just about the only thing that never crossed my skin’s fragile, senstiveass barrier was Accutane (thanks for your skepticism on that one, mom – seriously).Read More›
Even though it is plagued by a brutally hokey name, I still consider Galentine’s Day a worthy holiday for two reasons.
One, even though I’m happily married, I think Valentine’s Day is kind of a joke. It’s basically a kinda-makes-you-feel-bad holiday invented by 1-800-FLOWERS and only celebrated in earnest by newly minted couples (the ones that don’t fart in front of each other yet), “smug marrieds” (term courtesy of Bridget Jones), and/or sugar-high third-graders. So, any holiday that attempts to subvert the sanctimonious vibe of V-Day is good by me.Read More›