Alright, real talk… have you ever blamed your pillowcase for messing up your skin? Because I hadn’t. Not even once. Until one day, mid breakout spiral, I randomly Googled “weird causes of acne” and there it was, staring me down like a guilty little fabric square: your pillowcase might be ruining your face.At first,...

Listen. If you’ve ever woken up with a giant zit the size of a small planet on your forehead the night before a wedding, an interview, or worse, a date, welcome to the club. I’ve been there. More than once. And if you’re reading this mid-panic, staring into the mirror with one eye closed...

So I’m not gonna lie — I hit rock bottom around month two of doing literally nothing for my skin or hair. My face was giving tired. My hair? Limp. My soul? Fading. Every mirror I walked by felt like it was silently judging me, like “girl, we okay??” Spoiler: we were not. But...

Not to be dramatic… but your skin? Yeah, it’s the Beyoncé of your body. The main character. The one who literally shows up for you every single day — through stress, pollution, random skincare experiments (some of which were probably bad decisions), and those nights you forgot to take your makeup off. 😬 And...