Hello,
I posted a picture this week on IG of Daniel, Henry and myself with the caption “ He said yes”. People will see this as the next step in any relationship, an engagement. As a newsletter clarification exclusive, “he said yes” referred to him agreeing to have his picture taken. He exists.
I thought I would dive into the tumultuous world of skincare. My relationship to it seems to oscillate frequently between fully committed or not feeding into beauty culture. Right now, I am someone who exists in the middle with both beauty and counter-beauty culture fighting for my attention.
I’ve been reading a lot of The Unpublishable on Substack by Jessica Defino, who is a freelance beauty writer from The New York Times to WWD. Defino’s manifesto inherently is to gain back autonomy of your beauty, not through products, but understanding the science of how the body heals itself. That is good stuff.
On the other hand, I am also loyal to Dr. Shereene Idriss who is a dermatologists based in New York City who has a roster of celebrity clients. Dr. Idriss approaches each problem and solution from peer reviewed science. She is the mother who is telling you to wear sunscreen everyday and is hyaluronic acid’s worst PR nightmare. What I find concerning is the amount of products she recommends. Products that she links and makes a commission off of. Just FYI. Like the one below, she is offering a lot of product options during/post chemo. Does that feel weird? Profiting off someone’s health?
So, here I am, a confused gay who is doing the bare minimum when it comes to beauty culture.
Don’t fuck up your skin barrier is what they can both agree on.
Homosexual Agenda
There was literal shit on my bathroom floor because it was clogged. The plumber brought a snake so there was no free time to do anything!
A whole bar of Pacari’s Cardamom Essence.
I regret to inform you that I finished And Just Like That. Where, every episode, is a cringe teaching moment of woke culture at its apex.
Am I experiencing a vibe shift? Like, right now? Now…? Tell me when.
Three Months trailer starring Judy Greer. Well, technically, Troye Sivan. Do we need another gay HIV movie? I know I recommended It’s A Sin, but give me something that’s not a trauma plot.
My credit card expired and I think that’s my exit strategy for opting out of The New York Times. No, I will not update my payment info. It costs me $22CAD a month.
Another round of the Dilly Bean Stew. Another round of flatulence.
I Want You Back starring Jenny Slate (also known as the voice of Marcel The Shell). It was a good Wednesday night rom com. I had a glass of red, I was yelling at the movie, a jar of almond butter and cheese and crackers. As predictable as rom coms are, this one was pretty cute. B+.
When you search “I Want You Back” into YouTube, this also comes up. Classic.
Unfortunately, we still have just under a month of winter before spring arrives.
Perry
I wanted more about the plumbing fiasco. Did you stay in a hotel? Was it a romantic adventure?