There's a lot to love about summer--longer days, warmer weather, weekend getaways--but there's a lot to loathe too.
Despite the fact that it’s probably never going to be warm or sunny in New York City ever again, we’re sure it must be spring somewhere out there in the world. And spring means sun. And sun means wrinkles and skin cancer (not to be negative or anything). We all know we should be using sunscreen, and we also know it’s not one of the sexier beauty products out there. But talk to us in 20 years when all your friends are asking you for the name of your plastic surgeon. You can smugly say, “Sunscreen.”