Baby, it’s Cold Inside : Humor 


When the Seasons Change… And, When They Don’t |Love & Oils

You know when the seasons change (usually summer to fall, and winter to spring), and you get hit with a bunch of sneezing and itching?  About that…

The very reason I started using oils not quite three years ago was because spring was upon us, and as a pregnant gal, I wanted to get away from any “unnatural” sneezing and itching remedies. I was a skeptic, but I also felt like I was between a rock and a hard place, carrying arountitledund an “indivisible,” as Mike Tyson would say, inside of me.

I signed up for my kit–the best investment I’ve ever  made for our family (well, except the house and cars)–and, the rest is history. Lavender–often referred to as “The Swiss Army Knife of Oils” for its many uses–along with Lemon and Peppermint, became my BFF.

Fast forward to Indy, mid-January 2017: We basically didn’t have a fall. We’ve barely had a winter. What I mean by that is, it was flippin’ warm this fall, and apparently, January is the new October. Everybody thought this was just FABULOUS two months ago. Guess what? Being stuck in a perpetual, wet, relatively warm climate that isn’t anywhere near a beach? Well, it amplifies all the elements that make April and October in Indiana Such.A.Joy. to sneeze through.

Which is why, when I was about to lose my ever-loving mind a week ago due to external itching–and internal on the roof of my mouth and inside my nostrils–I could not have been happier for all my lavender products… hand soap, lotion, oatmeal bar soap, and of course, Lavender (Vitality, in this case) oil.

The good news? Lavender is still my best bud.

The bad news?  I had to throw out a bouquet of flowers, that couldn’t have been helping “things.” Also, as one might imagine, my best buddy was not super-tasty in concentrated form on the roof of my mouth.

Alas, next time, a mug of tea or a veggie capsule will be in order.



Art & Humor: Laissez les Bons Temps Rouler

I originally posted this 1/15/15. It’s good for a #repost. Namely, because this year’s Carnival Tree is still up. Old habits die hard, y’all.
Oh, Carnival Tree, Oh, Carnival Tree

You are indeed obnoxious

Oh, Carnival Tree, Oh, Carnival Tree

You make me green and nauseous.


We put you up a month ago

But taking down, we are so slow.


Oh, Carnival Tree, Oh, Carnival Tree

Your fleur-di-lis is crooked.


Oh, Carnival Tree, Oh, Carnival Tree

Your beads are kind of pretty

Oh, Carnival Tree, Oh, Carnival Tree

Have I been a mite petty?


Though Christmastime has come and passed

You are truly built to last


Oh, Carnival Tree, Oh, Carnival Tree

I love you ‘cause I’m lazy.

Let’s Talk Winter Skin -OR- WTHelychrisum? | Love&Oils&Art

You know those people who rocked amazing bods all while growing up, eating what they wanted, working out (maybe[?] a little), and acting like it was THAT minute bit of ejercicio that gave them the flat abs? Meanwhile, you’re soccer-ing, or dancing, or whatever 365 and eating Gatorade and Fiber One for lunch, and you’re still rocking the “double belly,” as my brothers called it?

*Ahem* Just me?

I spy Fiber One in the distance… SMILE!

As you can see from my downward spiral, I wasn’t one of the blessed ones when it came to even pre-birth-giving bodies. I was, however, one of the epidermis-cally blessed. Perfect combination skin that was only a bit dry in the winter and a bit oily in the summer, but not enough that I ever broke out. Ever. My parents blessed me and my brothers in that department (well, they had the “first whiskers” breakouts, but that’s a whole different thing–maybe I’ll break out when I start getting [edit: more] whiskers, too).

Thanks, y’all

So, it is with acute horror that I encountered my first skin problems in my 30’s. Sure, I had fought a bit of chemical-reaction dermatitis on my hands from time to time, but, my FACE? Aw, nawww…

After the roof of my mouth started blistering, I decided it was a good idea to find out what caused it, rather than die from anaphylactic shock at some kid-friendly, casual-dining hole, my last vision being a plate of frites. As it turns out, the frites where part of the problem; I digress. After eliminating allergens, things got better, but still…

Well, I’m just getting older, and that’s fine. Anything this side of pushing up daisies is A-OK with me. That said, the less-than-perfect skin, exacerbated by age and allergen-induced eczema from time to time, is beyond devastating for me (yes, that’s an exaggeration, but MAN, you do kind of get used to your face as you know it–you know?).


Have you seen all flowing dresses and cardigans?



Like a lot of people, my skin now gets dryer, and redder, and flakier, and itchier this time of year. It did when I was a kid, too; it’s just worse now. Oh, and the line between my brows (my transition to Bea Arthur is so deliciously close to completion!) stinks, too, but botox isn’t in my future.

Ridiculously long story longer, in desperation from days of itchy redness IN THE FACE, I scoured my oil collection for new ideas. Lavender and Melrose were not going to do the trick. Not for this.

Then, it happened. I found a weird suggestion, and I knew in my bones that this weird suggestion was the key to my totally normal, aging, winter-dry-itch skin. JuvaCleanse. Funny story: it’s for helping your body clean itself, namely, your liver. But, it contains helychrisum, and I followed my gut, said my prayers, slathered it all over my face, and hopped into bed.

Just like JCP Photos, no?


The good news: skin is 90% more comfortable and olive today. The bad news: I’m out of JuvaCleanse. The good news: I have another blend that contains helychrisum and no skin-unfriendly oils. It’s also a personal fave of mine from a scent standpoint. Aroma Life. Smells like awesome pipe tobacco, which, let’s be honest, one doesn’t  get to smell much anymore.

Which ingredient smells like tobacco?


That’s it. The big, dramatic punch-line.

Helychrisum (and by extension, the two blends) support winter skin, and the second one has a delicious calming scent, to boot…

and, I’m sharing ’cause I love y’all.

Check out the links, or Google it up on your own… and say ‘good riddance’ to Winter itch.