This post might be premature as I’ve only had one for two days now, but I am in love with my new humidifier (that’s Canadian for “vaporizer,” by the way).
My skin’s been pretty dry lately, despite the fact that I’m using a super rich new moisturizer by Tammy Fender (review coming soon), that eye serum by La Bella Figura, a gentle Tata Harper cleanser and my usual argan oil every night. I also eat plenty of good fats, drink lots of water and take omegas every day. So what gives?
Well, since the holiday season started I’ve probably (definitely) been drinking more alcohol, which is dehydrating and disrupts my sleep a little bit, which stresses out skin. Plus, the air has gotten a little drier outside and in; I live in a prewar building where I can’t easily control the heat, and the radiator is right next to my bed.
That’s why when it was suggested to me recently that I get a vaporizer, I jumped at the idea—not to mention it was on Alexandra’s list of winter skincare tips. Dry Montreal winters necessitated them, so we always had them in our rooms growing up, and I got another one years ago, a gift from an engineer who had designed the thing. But somewhere along the line I forgot they existed. Now, just two days in, it’s love all over again.
It’s admittedly a little humid in New York now, but I’m convinced, though I can’t prove it, that the last two nights I’ve slept better, probably because the moisture in the air makes me more comfortable and less likely to wake up parched and desperate for a sip of water. Also, seeing is believing: My skin is much more hydrated, as if by magic.
So what about you? Do you use one?
If you’ll all indulge me for a minute, yesterday was insane. My harrowing 18-hour travel day from Toronto to New York, which is usually a one-hour flight, included: one 4:30 a.m. wakeup call; two epic cab rides; one leg of a connecting flight that left me stranded in the country’s worst airport (looking at you, Dulles!); one dead blackberry; one overpriced travel charger purchased; four canceled flights, one of which had me as number 45 on the standby list; one Amazing Race-style rush to Union Station in D.C.; one Acela train ride that stalled three times on the tracks; and one verrrrrry slow ride home on the C train. Are you guys into astrology? Because snow storm or not, this is Mercury retrograde on blast!
Anyway, I finally get home to find that I’ve left my window open while I was out of town (big, big woops—very sorry, planet), so I decide the only thing to do is take a bath.
I’m not a big bath person for a number of reasons. I don’t especially like being hot, I have sensitive skin, I get bored. But last night it was calling to me, and boy am I glad it did. It was like an hourlong massage in 10 minutes—and it was free! The only catch? My skin was superdry this morning. And so I put it to you guys. I want to become a bath person and I’d like some tips.
Do you take baths? Slathering on lotion afterward aside, any tips on softening the water or adding something (other than milk) to make me feel silky smooth after? How long do you stay in there?