Do you find yourself feeling like you waste time and money looking for the best-performing skincare products? I totally get it. That’s why I put together a master list of all of my skincare MVPs not only in blog post form, but also in a podcast episode, so you can get the whole explanation as to why I love every single product on this list.

Okay so I feel mildly hypocritical doing a post about working out now that I just housed a slice of Publix birthday cake from my son’s party last night (#sorrynotsorry)…

When it comes to good skin, it’s all about the products and the routine. Get the right routine, stick with it, and I promise, you’ll see results!

Welcome to the new year! New resolutions! New goals! New energy! New beauty products!! This post is the first of a new monthly series I’ll be doing…

Like the song says, sometimes “You gotta make your own sunshine.” And this winter, when the gray weather is bringing you down, I have a simple antidote–a bright pink lip!

One of the upsides to being a giant product addict is being a resource for anyone who wants to snag a great beauty buy for the holidays. Here is my list of faves!

You know what having three kids in five years will give you LOTS of–besides incredible memories, tons of slobbery baby kisses and about a thousand pacifiers that *I promise you*, you will somehow NEVER be able to find at the exact moment when you and your wailing child need them? WRINKLES. Lots of wrinkles.

I’m not saying that kids these days are spoiled by the abundance of hot tool options that make literally almost any person able to avoid the Just-Stuck-My-Finger-in-a-Socket look that I rocked literally from seventh until 12th grade… Wait… actually I am.

Do you have kids and need to get out of the house quickly? Haha just kidding that was a joke DON’T EVEN ANSWER BECAUSE DUH.

Everybody has some place to be, and often, quickly. For me, that place is in my van… stuck in a line of cars that’s being held up by nearby construction as I pound my fists onto my steering wheel and try to prevent myself from unleashing a string of expletives in front of the kids, wondering out loud (for the tenth time that week, likely) why I didn’t leave my house earlier to drop my kids off at school.