I’m baaaack. Beauty Blast #8 is here. Everything I’ve included below is actually worth your hard-earned money. I vouch for everything below. You can hold me accountable.

As always, let’s blast.

A month or so ago, I fell over one night. Only God knows whether I tripped over my shoelace or my personality. 

I was out one night. Laughing. The next thing I remember, I was in bed eating McDonald's (double cheeseburger combo with a splash of mayo and diet coke - hold the ice) with a sharp pain on my chin. A few moments later, I let out the gayest scream I could muster when I saw my chin all slashed up.

Just look at the mess I created.

There’s something so sensual about a decadent shower ritual. Coming home from the beach, when you’ve basked in the sweltering sun for maybe too long, or when you’ve had a miserable day and everything’s cooked and nothing’s gone right. All you can count on is a five-minute piping hot shower to drown your sorrows and forget about everything for a minute as the water encompasses every inch of you.