I basically called my mom for help. Except when I say mom, I mean an esthetician.
As an aspiring minimalist, I have KonMari'd pretty much 75% of my personal effects in the last couple weeks — clothes, knick-knacks, accessories and a whole lot of beauty products I've hoarded. It's a great feeling! I encourage everyone to try it to some extent. Having space (especially in NYC) is a luxury in and of itself and man, do I love a sparse desk drawer or a cupboard I don't have to force shut because it's literally bursting full of its contents.
But there is a limit to all this minimalism craze probably. And for me the one thing I do NOT minimize— in fact, I maximize — is my skincare routine. Do I need to really be slathering on three serums at a time twice a day? Maybe not, but let me have this, okay? I don't tell you what to do! Okay, maybe I sort of do... but only because I want great things for you and for your face skin.
That said, any attempts I've made upon simplifying my skincare routine for the sake of time or testing, is generally dashed due to my compulsive skincare habits and neurotic discipline matched with my arsenal of skincare inventory at home.
Well, it took a weekend trip out of town for me to pare down — way down — and really give this minimalism thing a go. How down of a girl could I be? How "low-maintenance?" Apparently when put in circumstantial restraints — very. The circumstances being: I played some out-of-town dates over the weekend with my band and only packed a mini backpack. It wasn't mini-mini as far as backpacks go but def not really a travel bag, per se. It gave me just enough room for a change of clothes, my passport, phone charger, wallet and a small makeup bag.
Yes, I packed some makeup too: a black eyeliner, a brow pencil, a sample of W3LL PEOPLE Bio Brightener Stick, Bite Beauty Multistick in Anise, CLE Cosmetics Melting Lip Powder in Hot Choco, and a half-deflated tube of Glossier Balm DotCom. Oh yeah, and a toothbrush. Duh.
Here's the thing. I wasn't going to be staying anyplace fancy or even anyplace I knew about necessarily until the day of. When touring, you are often at the mercy of the kindness of strangers, and the kindest strangers (or the ones who really just don't mind much at all) don't always deal in amenities like soap or toilet paper sometimes. I'm not a germaphobe by any means, but one house we played in Western Mass — the bathroom toilet AND sink were caked in what appeared to be months or years' worth of brown filth-rings like a cross-section of a tree showing you how many years since these have last been cleaned (and yet, there was a bulk jug of fancy organic lavender-scented body wash in the shower so go figure). If you're going to be crashing in the house you play, these are things to think about. Show houses are host to teams of music-enthused youths coming and going several days a week who love stage-diving almost as much as they love never cleaning any surface of anything really. And that's fine for y'all, but I just really don't want to put my face close to your sink and I definitely do not want to dry my freshly-washed face on your hand towel (which 9/10 isn't even there). I wish I took a photo but I did an Instagram Story about it and it expired sometime Saturday so... whoops. But I assure you — it was like haunted house levels of filth. In fact, your imagination is probably better. GO there.
So I did that thing where instead of water, I just removed my makeup and daily grime-layer with a cotton pad soaked in micellar water and hoped that I didn't just push all of that gunk into my pores rather than remove it. I've read about how people do this all the time and are like totally cool with it? But honestly, I just don't feel all that clean without a proper double-cleanse. After that I pat my rose hip seed oil on (and then that BB cream in the daytime) — an express routine compared to my usual double-cleansing, toning, essence, serum(s), moisturizers.
Being away from my personal apothecary made it easier not to reach for all those products in a neurotic frenzy and just chill with what I got. Also at least I could do this in whatever corner of the living room I deemed my sleeping quarters and have that be it.
Essentially NOT washing my face for two whole days is not a big deal in the grand scheme of things, but when traveling it feels a lot more rigorous (thus, oily/sweaty) and yucky. But honestly, I was surprised that I didn't feel that grimy! I was mostly expecting/accepting to just be rocking that "I woke up like this" greasy-puffy face but that micellar stuff is no joke. I like the Hydrabio (as opposed to the regular pink bottle) since it's the hydrating formula. My skin didn't feel overly stripped of moisture but most important in this case — I felt CLEAN. I only got ONE tiny whitehead on my chin that was easily extracted with a little squeeze. Not so bad!
I feel like doing that whole "I didn't wash my face for X amount of days" rigamarole is a bit much for me, but I'm always game for a bit of a beauty dare. Even if that "dare" is a really prissy sort of non-activity. But ask me to sleep in a full face of makeup and I may actually have nightmares.
Do you guys mess with that non-face-washing type of cleanse? I mean, how does it get off waterproof mascara? I mean, all of it. It doesn't, right?