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While I'm no stranger to playing with my cut and color at the salon, I've always stopped short of any truly bold hair dye moves . While a former hairstylist made a convincing argument that I should consider taking the plunge with a salmon hue, ultimately, the commitment and the risk of not loving it kept me sidelined. Until IGK's Girls Club Color Spray arrived at my doorstep, that is. If you're not familiar with IGK, here's the lowdown: Created by a team of rock star hair stylists , it's a group of NYC, Miami, and L.A. salons as well as a hair care line made up of of innovative, effective products that are a dream to use (and look pretty on a bathroom counter, too). So when they drop a new product, you know it's going to be luxe enough for an A-list crowd. And their pink color spray is no exception. Unlike the janky colored hairspray of your childhood (oh, the memories), IGK's Girls Club Color Spray is the real deal — without actually being, y'...

I have been coloring my hair pretty regularly since I was about 21, maybe a bit younger. I am 27 now. So that’s at least 6 years of chemically treating my hair. I really don’t need  to color my hair, I don’t have any grays, and based off of other family members, I don’t think I will start to get any until I’m close to age 50. My dad really isn’t very gray at age 51, and I still don’t think my mom is at age 50. Crazy, right? As a makeup artist, I have always had a love for the art that comes with hair color and makeup. For myself, I really have never done much to my hair besides darken it for a richer color. Highlights never seem to flatter me, and I would get bored with my natural medium-brown color, so darkening it was always my preference. The problem with color is that it is really hard to stop coloring your hair once you start. After a few weeks the color fades, and you are left with hair lighter than when you started. It’s really a trap, and best to be avoided for as long as poss...

Announcing the 2008 Best of Sephora Winners Sephora’s beauty awards are back and better than ever! More than 100,000 makeup mavens from New York to Los Angeles, Montreal and everywhere in between cast their votes for their favorite color , skin, hair, tool and scent essentials on Sephora.com. The ballots have been tallied and the results are gorgeous, with more categories than ever before. From beauty obsessions to top tips, the best of Sephora award winners are simply irresistible. Shop for the Best of Sephora – makeup, skin care and fragrance! How many Best of Sephora products do YOU love? Do you see a lot of your favorites?  See a product that just never worked for you? Find out what products won! BEAUTY ADDICT’S FAVORITE TIP “I love to prime my legs and body with the Clarisonic brush before I shave, so that I can attain that flawless application of self tanner.” BEAUTY ADDICT’S FAVORITE Bare Escentuals Buxom Lips ($18) – This mineral- infused lip polish imparts a high shine wi...

The following is from Adam O'Riordan’s short story collection , The Burning Ground. The Burning Ground is a collection of eight stories about men haunted by their past: from a painter tormented by memories of a lover to a father trying to rekindle a relationship with his son. Adam O’Riordan’s poetry collection In the Flesh won the Somerset Maugham Award , awarded to the best writer under the age of 35. He is an academic director at Manchester Metropolitan University . Alannah would always come at two o’clock as she had on her first visit. But they never talked about how they might exist outside of the confines of the studio. Then at Easter a fortnight passed without her visiting. He had delayed his own trip to see his sister in Harrogate. By the third week, when two o’clock came he was pacing the studio, snapping the slats in the battered brushed-metal blind, peering down on to the parked cars on the street below. He had first met Alannah and her husband at the same party. He had...

I don’t know if it’s the planets or the meds or the darkness of winter, but this week I’ve been a bit down in the hole and I suspect I’m not the only one.  Then I heard this song that I’ve loved and forgotten and it saved me a little bit.  Little things save me from myself all the time.  Sometimes it’s music, and sometimes it’s words from writers who’ve been dead for years, and sometimes it’s you. [embedded content] If you’re sad or lonely or feeling like you’re one of the misfit toys, know that you are part of us.  And remember that those misfit toys were always far more interesting than the normal ones. Tell someone that you love them, or that they’re important.  And tell yourself.  Because it’s true. PS. I wrote this last night but I was too mentally exhausted to publish it, and this morning I looked out and saw a mostly full moon and realized that’s probably partially to blame.  It sounds insane and vaguely werewolfy to blame the moon, but I know that weeks with full moons are wors...

On my last week in India, I went to say goodbye to Jahiruddin Mewati, the chief of a small village where I had made a dozen or so reporting trips. Jahiruddin and I were not precisely friends, but we had spent many hours talking over the years, mostly about local politics. I found him entirely without scruples but candid. He suspected my motives but found me entertaining, in the way that a talking dog might be entertaining, without regard for the particulars of what I said. Jahiruddin, though uneducated, was an adept politician, fresh from winning a hard- fought local election . During our conversations, he would often break into rousing, patriotic speeches about truth and justice, thumping the plastic table in emphasis and making it jump. The effect was somewhat tarnished by his Tourette’s syndrome, which caused him to interject the word “penis” at regular intervals. He was frank about the dirty aspects of his job. He occupied a post reserved for women from lower castes, but no one pre...