My regular stop at Larchmont Beauty is always replenishing for the mind, body, and soul. Just the smell alone makes me feel better. This time, my favorite salesperson (oh, that doesn’t sound nice, because one of the many things I love about LB is the great service-they never rush you and make you feel special, whether you’re buying a lip balm or Diptyque), Laurent, handed me something that had just made my week.
And what a week. That’s not for this blog (or any other, hopefully), but (I’m taking this from the product itself because I could not put it any better) “DECLÉOR’s serum of Damask Rose, Roman Camomile, Neroli and Petitgrain Essential Oils, with a fine and silky texture, is specially formulated for the daily care of sensitive skin.
A 100% pure and natural concentrate, it softens and soothes the skin, reduces feelings of discomfort” – it’s like Ativan for the skin. Trust me. I would know.
I’m not a product junkie-ask my landlady, who gets most of my product castoffs after one try. But Laurent, pro that he is, knew what my extremely fair, Boston-Irish-in-LA skin (and is he psychic, too?) needed and this is it.
Still, I put it to the test. For the past three nights I have dabbed it on. The smell? Pure shoulder-relaxing, instant-exhale, oh yes, we are ready to lay down now, I just love you neroli and oh, my skin feels amazing. Why are we Americans so terrified of oil? And at this point in my life, I need it. Badly.
The next day: my skin is if I slept with Vaseline on it. An ugly image, to be sure. But the feel? Incredibly moisturized and as much as I tried, I couldn’t stop touching it. And it stayed that way all day. Beautiful. Day two: Same. Day three: my sample is down to one drop. Laurent, see you shortly.