Product Review: Tata Harper Regenerating Cleanser
When it comes to face cleansers, there are a few things I won’t budge on. If it foams, I’m not interested. I don’t care how gentle the company claims its surfactants are, bubbles mean I’m out. Also, even without the suds, it can’t rob me of the protective layer that sits on my skin’s surface. Alexandra and I both joke about how evil products are when they steal our precious oils. We love our oils! Finally, even though people say cleansers don’t really matter because the stuff goes down the drain in point-two seconds, I love a luxurious face wash. I live in a grimy city and usually wear at least a touch of makeup, so it’s an essential first step to skincare for me—one of the few things I don’t mind splurging on—but it’s gotta be great.
The line is made in small batches and is headed up by a self-taught woman named Tata who grows many of her own ingredients at an organic farm in Vermont. She spent years working with chemists and familiarizing herself with ingredients that work well with (not for or against) our skin. And she doesn’t use any synthetic fragrance or chemicals, of course.
I have tried the eye cream, the face moisturizer, the cleanser and the hydrating floral spray, and I like them all, but the cleanser is my favorite, with the fancy face spray a close second. (Confidential to Tata: You should seriously consider finding a way to bottle the smell of the face spray and make a perfume out of it, if that’s even possible, because it smells incredible.)
With the cleanser, every single ingredient in the bottle is skin-friendly. There are antioxidants in the pomegranate extract, soothing hydration from the aloe, very gentle exfoliation care of the apricot seed powder, skin-clearing goodness courtesy of a small amount of willowbark. Also, it smells bananas (but not, you know, actually like bananas).
Since I started using the cleanser in July, my skin has felt balanced and hydrated and it’s also stayed fairly clear. Best of all, after I use it, my skin feels…clean. Not squeaky—it’s not an oil thief—but fresh and ready for whatever I put on next, which, increasingly, is nothing at all.