Let’s be honest: I don’t wake up looking like a glowy woodland fairy. Most days I wake up looking like I’ve been personally victimized by
Author: Kristen Grace
📸 That Time I Tried to Become an Egyptologist (But Mostly Took Pictures)
A Royal BC Museum Adventure | July 2017 ✨ The Grand Plan Back in July 2017, I had Big Main Character Energy. I was visiting
Brands – I Was Promised Alpine Wellness and All I Got Was Glowy Skin: A Deep Dive into Susanne Kaufmann
Let me tell you about a woman who took one look at the high-maintenance chaos of the beauty industry and said, “No thanks, I’ll just
How to Look Like You Have Your Life Together (Even If You Used Expired Blush)
Let’s set the scene: it’s Tuesday morning, your under-eye bags are packed for an international flight, and your skin is giving “slept-in makeup, forgot-to-wash-my-face” energy—even
I Got Drunk on Truffles in Victoria, and Honestly? No Regrets.
I’ve made a lot of questionable decisions in my life. I’ve cut my own bangs. I’ve bought fancy skincare without checking the price tag. I’ve
Disodium EDTA: The Unsung (But Kind of Suspicious) Hero of Your Skincare Products
Let me introduce you to the skincare ingredient that’s basically the backstage manager of your beauty routine: Disodium EDTA. It’s not glamorous. It doesn’t promise dewy
This “Castle” Has No Moat but All the Drama: A Visit to Craigdarroch
At the remains of what was once the grand entrance gate to Craigdarroch, I declared—arms spread wide like a low-budget Disney princess: “I’m going to
The Leafy Legend: Italian Parsley, or That One Herb You Keep Buying and Forgetting About
Let’s talk about Italian parsley. Yes, that frilly imposter’s cooler, flat-leaf cousin. The one you bought once thinking, “Oh I’m gonna cook like Giada De Laurentiis,”
Redemption Is a Rich, Chocolatey Torte: A Love Letter to the Empress Cake
We need to talk about the cake that changed everything. Look. I was ready to call it. The Empress and I? We were done. After
MAC Hyper Real Canvas Cleanse Off Oil: The Oil That Mostly Could
Let me tell you about a little product that slid into my bathroom cabinet like a slick-haired con artist whispering, “Trust me, baby. I got this.”
