It's hard to complain today the lack of cosmetics or the inaccessibility of a variety of beauty procedures. You can endlessly try multi-step Korean skin care, multifunctional or, conversely, local targeted remedies - and choose what is right for you. This abundance was not always the case. But in the fridge there was always food, and in newspapers and forums - advice on their use for skin and hair. Experienced in home beauty recipes, girls told us about their experiments with onions and mayonnaise, Fairy instead of shampoo and acne plots.
Interview: Irina Kuzmicheva
I was about thirteen years old when computers and the Internet appeared at home. Most of all, I liked to sit on the woman.ru forum, where incredibly mature and intelligent women communicated. From them I learned about masks made from natural ingredients. There was a lot of advice, I still remember one: while you are cooking borscht, apply to your face one by one all raw foods one by one, starting with meat and onions, ending with beets, which give the skin freshness. I can envy the courage of the members of the forum.
I also read Sofia Rotaru's beauty recipe there. If she is so beautiful, then why not me to secure the secret of eternal youth? In an interview, the singer said that instead of expensive brand products, she puts mayonnaise on her face. After all, it contains an egg and olive oil - everything is useful. I was impressed and banged Provencal on my face. The skin was scorching and burning, tears flowed, I suffered, but endured. Even when washed off, the skin burned with fire. There was no smell of eternal youth there, but Olivier salad - very much even.
At the same age, I began to dye my hair with hydrogen peroxide from light brown to blond. The hair became very dry and there were no masks. On the forum, the advice about a raw egg mask was popular. After shampooing, you need to rub it into the skin and do not rinse. I did just that, waiting for a miracle. But when I started blow-drying my hair, white flakes flew from me in all directions. At first I was scared that it was my hair, but then I saw a ready-made scrambled eggs in my hands. Since then, I have not rubbed eggs anywhere and use them exclusively for culinary purposes.
I really love experiments. With age, I became more careful, and in puberty and adolescence I was not afraid of anything and tried different “beauty recipes” read in magazines, heard from friends and suggested by my mother. At the age of twelve, my mother suggested dyeing my hair with henna so that it would become healthier and stop falling out. Remark: then we did not know that the loss of one hundred hairs a day is the norm, and my mother argued that there should be no hair left on the comb at all. After the henna, my hair took on a rather nasty reddish tint and turned into tow. This did not bother anyone, and we repeated the procedure several times until I protested.
When my body hair began to grow, my mother suggested making a homemade depilatory cream. We made a hell of a mixture of shaving gel, hydrogen peroxide and hydroperite tablets. A minute after application, the skin began to itch and itch, but my mother said that she had to be patient. When it became impossible to endure, I washed everything away. The skin burned, but the hair remained in place. The redness did not go away immediately. Now I understand that, most likely, I got a burn. Another time, I cooked a shugaring paste. After about fifteen unsuccessful attempts, I got the right consistency, and I even managed to get rid of my hair. Only then all the places that my inept hands with the paste touched became covered with small bruises. Now I go to the salon.
True, the salon is also not always lucky. Once a makeup artist advised me to epilate my upper lip using a regular wax strip. I cut small pieces, warmed them, stuck and removed. Paper, but not wax.He firmly adhered to the skin and was not removed by anything. After spending an hour in the bathroom, it seems to me that I washed it off along with the skin. The next day, already in the office, I found out that the skin above the upper lip is peeling and hanging in rags. Cherry on the cake - the hairs are still there. After that, only the laser.
At the dawn of my editorial career, I discovered the wonderful world of folk recipes from the Internet. Some decided to try. For example, I read that a salt scrub is good for the scalp. It is necessary to make a gruel out of it, rub into the skin, then rinse with water. What got on my hair tangled them tightly, and after washing, I could not comb my hair for a long time. And then I bought a normal scrub. I also really wanted to grow my hair out quickly, so I bought red pepper oil and started making compresses for the scalp. Until a drop of the product once fell into my eye. These were the worst moments of my life. At this point, I stopped the experiments, and the hair successfully coped with the growth on its own. This is not a complete list of my failed experiments. Coffee grounds scrub with essential oil, anti-acne toothpaste - all this was, but there were no consequences.
I will not say that I am an experimenter, rather I am not afraid to try new things. Even if this new one is highly questionable. Several years ago, magazines were full of beauty secrets of the stars. So I found out that Sarah Jessica Parker prefers horse shampoo. I'm not a Parker fan, it just sounded convincing enough at the time. The shampoo was needed real, horse, and not adapted for a person. In search, I traveled around all the pet shops in my city, but there was no shampoo: it was taken apart instantly. It is unlikely that in my city everyone was caring owners of horses, but many wanted a hair like a celebrity. As a result, they brought it to me by order. The shampoo did not foam well, hair came out from it, the skin dried up and itching appeared. But I steadfastly decided to wait for the effect. She did not wait, and her hair thinned noticeably. Then I went back to my Shiseido Tsubaki.
After that, I already regarded the "miracle remedies" with doubt. But last year I had an important business trip and I was preparing for the flight. To prevent swelling of my legs, I smear them with heparin ointment. And then I remembered the magic recipe of some lady from YouTube: she colorfully told how this ointment smoothes wrinkles under the eyes and relieves swelling. What you need before the flight! Well, I smeared it. After a couple of minutes, it pinched so that I had to attach ice cubes. As a result, I flew on a business trip with very swollen lower eyelids. But the wrinkles on them became completely invisible. Since then, I put maximum patches under my eyes.
I've always been addicted to the idea of creating a "better version of myself." In the eleventh grade, I was fond of the beauty sphere: I read that it is necessary to use a cream and tonic for the face, I was no longer satisfied with the Garnier cleanser, I wanted more. And made a plan of transformation. In addition to hundreds of squats a day, eating the right food, and getting up at six in the morning, there were facial massages once a week and facial and hair masks on the list.
And this is where the fun begins. I didn't know much about the topic, and it seemed to me that masks made from natural ingredients that are in the refrigerator definitely work better than cosmetic jars. On irecommend.ru (this site is still on the list of my guilty pleasure), I found a couple of recipes that were described as "really effective". One of the hair masks was based on burdock oil. I bought it for some ridiculous money and felt my superiority over those who spent much more on masks. I followed the instructions, thoroughly smeared my hair with oil, almost dipped my entire head into a jar, put on a hat and walked like that for ten hours. The recipe said “leave overnight,” but I was eager to try it during the day. The feeling of superiority over the spenders left me when I could not wash off the oil even the fifth time. After I tried all the shampoos, I just had to go to bed.The next morning, instead of silky soft hair, I saw "icicles" sticking out in all directions. I washed my hair again, and again to no avail. I had to tie a bun and go about business. In the evening, I could not think of anything better than washing my Fairy's hair, because dishwashing detergent does an excellent job with vegetable oil in a frying pan. The third time it finally washed off the burdock oil from my hair, making it very dry, but at least clean.
A few years later, I again fell for a life hack from the Internet and instead of a scrub I polished my lips with a toothbrush. I may have brushed with extra diligence, but my lips were never so red and ached for a few more days. I no longer do "natural" hair masks, in general I am afraid to apply oil to my hair and spend a lot of money on good care. I do not exclude that homemade recipes are suitable for someone, but it is not in vain that scientists invent innovative formulas and have been developing cosmetic products for a long time.
I got acne at eleven. For several years my mother bought me vigorous pharmaceutical products like Zinerit, and then we did not know about any need for moisturizing. Acne became more and more, and at the age of thirteen I used the advice of friends, distant relatives and bloggers. Among American beauty bloggers, DIY recipes were popular, which can be briefly described as "from shit and twigs." In one of the videos by kandeejohnson, I got acquainted with the peeling recipe: take half a lemon, dip it in sugar and rub it furiously across the face. Then everything seemed logical. Lemon contains acids, and sugar grains are an additional exfoliation. The skin will definitely be renewed, and I will literally scrape off acne from my face. After such procedures, active inflammations became even more active. It's funny that I absolutely could not understand what was the matter. I cried, my hands dropped, and I concluded that nothing would help me.
At some point, my mother (only with the best intentions) concluded that since my skin condition always improves during my vacation from sea water, I need to make a saline solution at home. She mixed blue bath salt with water and reminded me to wipe my face with it. Nothing bad happened, but there was no talk of improvement either.
Then on Russian-language beauty portals there was a boom of rubbing the face with ice in the morning. Ice, like cryotherapy, was supposed to eliminate rashes and also tone the skin - whatever that means. I made cubes from chamomile decoction, lemon juice, special ready-made compounds. The only effect was that after such rubbing, my face was very sore.
In the end, by the age of fifteen, I began to read more adequate sources from which I learned about civilized acids (not a slice of lemon), retinoids and the need for hydration. None of this eliminated acne completely. I am twenty-three, and I still have severe exacerbations. But the overall situation has become incomparably better.
As a teenager, I collected clippings with different advice from the newspapers "Health" and "Grandma's recipes." One day I came across an interesting acne remedy, and I followed the advice. She washed herself with new soap in the bath, and then, reading out the conspiracy copied from the newspaper onto a piece of paper, she buried the soap in the ground with all seriousness. Then it seemed that all means are good. There was no effect, of course, but it's funny to remember. Then I went to a dermatologist, who prescribed me salicylic alcoholic acid. A couple of years toiled, suffered dryness. Later I learned about the dangers of alcohol for the skin and switched to standard cosmetic lotions, and more recently to organic.
In 2001, the little sister twisted curlers on her hair soaked with beer a couple of times: there was no hairspray. So she performed at concerts. The curls were holding up well, but the baby smelled strongly of beer.
At the age of sixteen, I heard from relatives about the benefits of an onion hair mask and conducted an experiment. She rubbed the onion gruel onto the roots of her hair, wrapped her head, and washed off the mask after half an hour. There was no effect, except for the unbearable stench. For three days I walked with a trail of this scent and endured it, thinking that it should be so.Then she broke down and washed her hair. The experiment was no longer repeated. But she dug up burdock roots from my grandmother in the village, collected nettles and made decoctions for rinsing hair all summer. I also did not notice the effect. Now I have switched to masks made of castor, coconut, burdock oils, sometimes clay. I like it, the hair began to fall out less. It also turned out that I have low hemoglobin. I started taking iron supplements, and my head was immediately covered with a fluff of new hair. It was a shock.
YouTube is a treasure trove of information. I got the idea to wipe my face with lemon juice four years ago on a channel who is as pale as I am, Glam & Gore. She said: “Guys, I also have acne, I have been doing“tap-tap-tap”for inflammations with a disc with lemon juice since I was fourteen, and my skin is okay.” I wiped my face every day in the evening, sometimes twice a day, that is, in the morning before applying makeup. Of course, the effect was! Just as lemon juice dried inflammations, nothing dried them. But it was logical that after such overdrying, I peeled off like a snake peeling off its skin. And this happened about every other day. I can't say that right after that I replaced lemon juice with anything from my current routine, because a couple of years passed between giving up lemon juice and my current friendship with acids. But the experience is fun, albeit trashy. And yes, I do not advise anyone to try concentrated culinary lemon juice as a tonic.
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