nism: Hi, I’m Nathan Stapleton-McKinzie. I’ve always loved to draw and paint. I studied painting for a while in Carbondale, Illinois. From there I spent some time Upstate New York where I was represented by the Varga Gallery. At the moment I am working as a Freelance Designer/Flash Animator and living in the Windy City of Chicago. I love coffee and working on art late into the night.
The time has come for me to restock a few beauty supply items, face moisturizer and body cream. Which means I get to try out something new.
I liked Dress Green’s body creams so much, that I decided to try a new fragrance, White Tea and Ginger. White tea, made from immature tea leaves, is reputed to have a high quantity of anti-oxidants, and the ability to boost the immune system.
Ginger is one of those spa ingredients that I think of as food. But I think of it also as warm, tingly and fresh smelling. And that seems to work well in my mind with the idea that it is healthful. Though in this case I believe the ginger and white tea are more about fragrance than an active contributor to skin rejuvenation. And that’s okay with me. I think it smells fantastic. And the cream is fluffy and smooth.
I was therefore not surprised when it was hijacked by my five year old, and appeared on the floor and several pieces of furniture. She appeared with blobs of it on her skin announcing, don’t I smell good Mommy and thanking me so much for sharing. Her father did not agree and asked what is that odor. He couldn’t quite put together white tea and ginger being a fragrance in body cream and not being part of the meal. I’m a bit sorry for men who do have daughters and don’t have sisters. They have no idea how many bath and spa smells are going to be involved in their lives.
Also of interest is Dress Green’s face moisturizer and nourishing butter. It’s made with and smells like cocoa butter. And it is fragrance free – it just smells like the cocoa butter because that is one of the main ingredients. Cocoa butter smells like coffee. So if you don’t like coffee, this is not the cream for you. I love coffee. But I only put this moisturizer on in the morning. I think coffee is a morning smell.
Smell aside, the face moisturizer and nourishing butter is very, very rich and for dry to normal skin only. I would probably go so far as to say dry skin only, which is what I have in the Winter months. It’s a semi-solid and melts on the fingertips. Like the olive oil and beeswax cream that I previously reviewed (and use in the evening) this cream took a bit of practice to put on in order to avoid an overabundance. It looks greasy for just a moment, then absorbs into the skin.
One word of caution, don’t put it too close to anything warm. It will melt and look quite uninviting. But that doesn’t seem to affect its performance.
I also received a free lip lush with my order, which was a nice surprise. Unfortunately, it contains avocado oil, to which I am wildly allergic. So I immediately gave it away – first asking about any avocado allergies. I hear it’s great.
For reasons I have yet to uncover, much of my childhood was not retained — at least not by me. I do not remember the games I played, the friends I had. I do not remember my favorite food, my first crush. I remember insignificant moments of notable events, but very few everyday nuances.
I remember exactly what the gas mask looked like as it approached my face when I had my tonsils taken out in, but nothing else about the second grade. I remember the sound my sister’s feet made when she stepped on the steel plate in our driveway at 3:30 in the afternoon on a hot, sunny summer afternoon; the plate that could have, at that moment, probably fried an egg. I do not however, remember a single other day spent playing in that driveway, though I know from the stories she tells they were plentiful.
In fact, the only small, every day occurrence I remember in detail is also the only every day occurrence I remember at all. Peculiarly, it’s the only memory I have that can at even the slightest hint of its components flood my senses with everything it is made of.
As I write this post, I am on a coffee date with my husband in our all-time favorite independent coffee shop. It’s a luxury that has become a frequent occurrence for us, leaving our busy work weeks behind and whiling away the day reading (him) and knitting (me). This particular coffee shop has a great, relaxed atmosphere and just happens to serve the best hazelnut lattes I’ve ever tasted!
I am a huge fan of coffee, verging on the obsessive, a la Lorelei Gilmore, so I’m salivating over the pretty handmade delights I’ve uncovered for this post. I am also an unapologetic coffee snob, turning my nose up at instant (I don’t care what you say, it doesn’t taste the same) with a definitive bean preference, cultivated during a year in France and a month in Italy (in case you were wondering, it’s Parisian blend). Thanks to living in the US for a few months, I’ve also come to expect free refills of decent filter coffee wherever I am…unfortunately, we Brits are a few years (or ten) behind and we’re still catching on to the coffee craze.
As a teenager and in my early twenties, coffee kept me going during long nights of last-minute studying and assignments. Now, that same buzz helps fuel my writing, knitting, drawing, etc. with a little help from my friend the iPod. My love of coffee makes me feel slightly disloyal…after all, I am English – aren’t I supposed to be promoting tea? But tea just doesn’t have the same effect on me, it has to be coffee.
Coffee has become so integrated into our culture, is it any wonder I’m completely hooked? We meet for coffee (not tea, even in the UK!), we have coffee with breakfast and after dinner, we are rewarded for visiting our favorite coffee shops, not to mention the number of TV characters and shows that are built around coffee (Friends, anyone?).
As I sit here and sip my delicious hazelnut latte, I know this is one love affair that’s not ending anytime soon…!
I love coffee. I love the flavor, the smell, the warmth and I love to drink it several times a day. I also like it best when it’s piping hot. (Piping hot coffee is something you don’t do, according to coffee-purists, but I don’t care because that’s how I like it.) Because of my need for heat, though, I have been known to double up the coffee cup when no sleeve is available. I know it’s wasteful but this is my coffee we’re talking about. This is why, when I stumbled upon these coffee cup cozies from Atelier de Soyun and Bagel Creations, I was immediately thrilled.
Who knew? Ok. You might have, but this is a BIG revelation for me. There are hundreds of handmade variations online.
I’ll need 2 to 3 cozies and they’ll have to be machine-washable. I get places by walking mostly– I live right outside NYC–so the convenience of throwing a cozy in one of the many bags I’m schlepping with me is a great solution. I no longer have to double up on cups and sleeves, saving trees and the environment and keeping my coffee piping hot.
For the random days I do drive, a travel mug is my cup of choice. This ceramic coffee mug, from A Piece By Denise, would do the trick. Because it’s ceramic it feels like a regular mug I can curl my fingers around; however, it has the lid so when it’s time to go, I can pour what’s left in my coffee pot, snap on the lid, and run out the door.
Of course, I need a cute, coffee-inspired canister to store my beans. And this one from Whitewash Sundries is ideal. I love the glass etching, and size. It can sit on my countertop. And because it’s glass and simply designed, it goes well in my kitchen, as I imagine it can fit well in many decors. You can also change ribbon upon request.