Here’s hoping my aesthetician isn’t reading Fashionista this morning - she’s had me on a strict regimen since I finally decided to take action against my sixteen-year-old skin last winter. She performed a miracle, seriously. But yesterday, post-pool, I hung out at the Hoffman’s office and bee-lined past Dustin’s scripts for his wife Lisa’s skin care products.
Four different scents dominate the line and within their category are lotions, cleansers, fragrances and oils, though it was really the Spa Facial I’d come to see. It’s a pint-sized pink plastic bag full of ten tiny tubes, which you apply in chronological order for a home facial. Everyone in the office swore by it and had porcelain skin to back it up, so I raced back to the hotel and got to work. This morning my skin is as soft as a baby’s bottom with that shiny glow that got lost in my summer of plane rides and road trips. And of course the best part is it’s only $18. Get your own here.