I think I’ve discovered the most simple, most wonderful thing, ever… This thing has wiggled its way into my AM and PM face washing regimen, which changes monthly. This time the regimen might stay longer than just 30 days. It’s that good.

You see, I was at a friends home a few months ago and totally stalked the cute little bottles of this and that on her vanity. She’s the kinda gal that has little french nicknacks, beautiful soaps, and mystery glass bottles with little bows, containing only something you might dream of owning. Me = creep. Oh, hi Faith. How’s it going?

One of those interesting specimens happened to be Rose Witch Hazel.  Rose witch hazel? What? How do I not know about this? I almost fell over on the floor with joy. Two of my most favorite things. Ok, maybe not MOST favorite things.. but like, a pretty damn good combo. Growing up, there were like 2 things always present and suggested in my home, regardless of the situation that beckoned. Those two things were ibuprofin and witch hazel. My Dad, ibuprofin and Mom, witch hazel. You would mention an ailment or predicament plaguing your life, and immediately, there they were, with antidote and elixir respectively.

Thayers Witch Hazel. I love you and your label.

Actually, wait.. let’s be honest here. The best story I can offer right now is this..  when I go to my parents’ house and happen to be present in a situation that involves body odor (aka I stink real bad). which is like, all of the time, since I refuse to wear deodorant, and Mom runs over with a bottle of witch hazel and a cotton ball miming the act of me using this magic combo to rid myself of stench. It’s like the most annoying, most endearing thing ever. What’s even better? If I don’t act on it, she will lift my arms and clean me. Half joking, but mostly not. So awkward typing this out and sharing this aspect of my life with you, but it’s just a Mother grooming her baby, really. Ok. Still really effing weird.

Back to the story.

I searched high and low for this fabulous witch hazel only to stumble upon The Thayers Witch Hazel spread at Whole Foods one day. To my utter surprise, there were multiple flavors. Yes. Flavors. shut up.

I think I blacked out from excitement (I swear I have more serious happenings in my life), because I don’t remember the other available tonics. What I do know is that Aloe Vera witch hazel and I immediately made eye contact. Aloe was coming home with yours truly.

I LOVE it. I cannot believe this is a wordy post about witch hazel, armpit cleanings, and face washing regimen, but the fact that this stuff is doing wonders makes it worth sharing. Plus, it’s alcohol free & paraben free, which is best for you.

So, my friends. I literally wash my face with a wash cloth, use this magic potion as a toner, and it all makes me a very happy girl. Sorry that my simple suggestion of Aloe witch hazel involved making you subject to a rather bizarre fact about my Mother’s (and my) behavior… but whilst behind this screen and typing to you guys, I find myself most eager to share awkward details that likely make you squirm in your seat.

K, bye.