

Despite my repeated attempts to convince myself otherwise, I am definitely in my 40s now.
I've been through the first four stages of grief (denial was a doozy) — and now that I've reached acceptance, I'm focusing on what I can control.
Aka, I'm doing what I can about the general "my skin used to bounce back faster" feeling that's been missing from my life since I entered my fifth decade.
Now, in my line of work, I get to try a lot of beauty products. And yeah, there are some really good ones out there — but the most recent bottles of magic potion to fall on my desk were predicted to steal my heart.