Out There: five Lux ads, each one playing beside its port

I went on my first date in 22 years last Thursday. My daughter had set up the dating app for me because I couldn't figure it out. She kept saying, Mom, you're 48, not 88. Three months after the divorce was finalized, three months of staring at myself in the mirror every morning, wondering when I started looking so tired. The guy seemed nice through messages. We'd planned to meet at Marino's, this Italian place downtown. I used to love that place before everything. I spent two hours getting ready. exploded. Foundation bottles everywhere. I'd been trying to find one that didn't turn me orange by lunchtime or settle into every line on my face. 12 bottles, literally 12 different bottles. I was having a full breakdown when my sister Laura called. What's wrong? She asked. I have a date in an hour and I look like a sad pumpkin. Laura's a dermatologist. She'd worked in Seoul for almost 20 years in cosmetic labs before moving back to the States last year. She knows skin stuff, Okay, I'm sending Michael over with something. Don't argue. Just use it. Laura, I don't have time for it. Trust me. He'll be there in 30 minutes. Her husband showed up with this little package. Inside was a foundation with Laura's handwriting on a note. Looks weird. Just blend it. Call me after. I opened it and it was completely white, like pure white. I texted her. Are you kidding me right now? She texted back. Trust me, just try it. So I'm standing there with 40 minutes until my date, holding this white cream, thinking my sister has officially lost them out anyway started blending it and it just changed right there on my skin started matching I got to Marino's early because I'm always early the hostess sat me at a table near the bar good spot I could see the whole restaurant and that's when I saw him walk in David my ex-husband with her maybe 30 years old long dark hair red dress he had his hand on the small of her back the thing he used to do with me they got seated four tables away close enough that I could hear her laugh my late, nice guy, financed something, started talking about his job. About halfway through dinner, I excused myself to the bathroom. I needed to check my face, make sure I didn't look like the disaster I felt like. And in the bathroom mirror, it still looked perfect. The same as when I'd left my house, no orange, no creasing, nothing. When I walked back out, I had to pass David's table. He looked up, Christine? Hi. The girlfriend looked confused. This is Christine, David said. He couldn't say it, voice sounded surprised, like he'd expected me to look broken. Thanks. Enjoy your dinner. And so I walked back to my table. My date was asking me something and I realized I hadn't heard a single word. 20 minutes later, I noticed the girlfriend kept touching her face, checking her phone camera. Her makeup had started to break down. David kept looking over at me, not at her, at me. This woman at the next table leaned over, maybe mid fifties, well-dressed. I'm sorry, she said quietly, but your It's this thing my sister gave me. What is it? It's this foundation called Lux. I think it's one of those things that's always sold out. Her eyes lit up. Oh God, that's the one my dermatologist mentioned. She said it's impossible to get. You see, my sister worked in Korea for 20 years making this stuff. I said, she told me they won't make things like this here because it actually works. It's bad for business if you only need one. She nodded. Of course not. Can you still get it? I think there's a website. But my sister said they're always sold out. running out. The date ended fine. He was nice. We split the bill. He asked if I wanted to do it again and I said maybe. Outside I called Laura. How'd it go? She asked. I ran into David. Oh no, with her? Yeah. And? Someone asked me about that foundation you gave me. Laura laughed. See, that's what actually works instead of the garbage they sell you at Sephora. Can I even get more of this? I asked. They do small batches. I checked yesterday and they're almost out again. Taking and prices are going up. Something about the materials. That night I looked at the website. Big notice at the top. Final production batch before seasonal break. Current batch available while supplies last. I ordered two more. My daughter saw one on my counter a week later, picked it up. Mom, this is white. Try it. She put some on her hand, watched it change to match her skin. What the hell? How does this work? Your aunt worked on this stuff for 20 years in Korea, but they weren't allowed to sell it here. She ordered one that night. Last week I had a work First big one since the divorce. I put on that foundation and I looked at myself in the mirror and I just felt ready. My colleague asked me after if I'd gotten Botox done. Here's the thing. I'd spent three years feeling invisible, buying foundation after foundation, hoping one would make David see me again. But standing in that bathroom at Marino's, watching my ex-husband look at me surprised, that wasn't the moment. The moment was me alone in that mirror, finally seeing myself. clearly. He didn't stop seeing me. I stopped seeing me. And the second I saw myself again, really saw myself without the orange tint or the desperation, I realized I never needed him to look at all. Look, I don't know where you're at right now. Maybe you're getting ready for a first date. Maybe you're just tired of looking in the mirror and not recognizing yourself. But don't let makeup companies sell you 12 bottles when you only need one that actually works. The link's in the description if you need it.

I went on my first date in 22 years last Thursday. My daughter had set up the dating app for me because I couldn't figure it out. She kept saying, Dad, you're 48, not 88. Three months after the divorce was finalized, three months of staring at myself in the mirror every morning, wondering when I started looking so tired. She seemed nice through messages. We'd planned to meet at Marino's, this Italian place downtown. I used to love that place before everything. I spent two hours getting ready. Cologne bottles everywhere. I'd been trying to find one that didn't fade by lunchtime or settle into the collar of every shirt I own. 12 bottles, literally 12 different bottles. I was having a full breakdown when my brother Laurent called. What's wrong? He asked. I have a date in an hour and I smell like a locker room. Laurent's a perfumer. He'd worked in France for almost 20 years in fragrance labs before moving back to the States last year. He knows scent stuff. Okay, I'm sending Michael over with something. Don't argue. Just use it. Laurent, I don't have time for it. Trust me. He'll be there in 30 minutes. His wife showed up with this little package. Inside was a deodorant with Laurent's handwriting on a note. Looks cheap. Just wear it. Call me after. I opened it and it was a deodorant stick, like a drugstore deodorant stick. I texted him. Are you kidding me right now? He texted back. Trust me, just try it. So I'm standing there with 40 minutes until my date, holding this deodorant stick, thinking my brother has officially lost it. I put it on anyway and it smelled like a bottle I could never justify buying. I got to Marino's early because I'm always early the hostess sat me at a table near the bar good spot I could see the whole restaurant and that's when I saw her walk in Dana my ex-wife with him maybe 30 years old tall gym arms good jacket she had her hand on the small of his back the thing she used to do with me they got seated four tables away close enough that I could hear him laugh My date, nice woman, taught something, started talking about her job. About halfway through dinner, I excused myself to the bathroom. I needed to check my collar, make sure I didn't smell like the disaster I felt like. And in the bathroom mirror, it still smelled perfect. The same as when I'd left my house, no fade, no sweat, nothing. When I walked back out, I had to pass Dana's table. She looked up, Chris? Hi. The boyfriend looked confused. This is Chris, Dana said. She couldn't say it, voice sounded surprised, like she'd expected me to look broken. Thanks. Enjoy your dinner. And so I walked back to my table. My date was asking me something and I realized I hadn't heard a single word. 20 minutes later, I noticed the boyfriend kept touching his collar, checking his phone camera. His cologne had started to break down. Dana kept looking over at me, not at him, at me. This woman at the next table leaned over, maybe mid fifties, well-dressed. I'm sorry, she said quietly, but your cologne is incredible. It's this thing my brother gave me. What is it? It's this fragrance called Out There. I think it's one of those things that's always sold out. Her eyes lit up. Oh God, that's the one my husband mentioned. He said it's impossible to get. You see, my brother worked in France for 20 years making this stuff. I said, he told me they won't make things like this here because it actually works. It's bad for business if you only need one. She nodded. Of course not. Can you still get it? I think there's a website. But my brother said they're always sold out. The date ended fine. She was nice. We split the bill. She asked if I wanted to do it again and I said maybe. Outside I called Laurent. How'd it go? He asked. I ran into Dana. Oh no, with him? Yeah. And? Someone asked me about that deodorant you gave me. Laurent laughed. See, that's what actually works instead of the garbage they sell you at the department store counter. Can I even get more of this? I asked. They do small batches. I checked yesterday and they're almost out again. And prices are going up. Something about the materials. That night I looked at the website. Big notice at the top. Final production batch before seasonal break. Current batch available while supplies last. I ordered two more. My son saw one on my counter a week later, picked it up. Dad, this is a deodorant. Try it. He put some on his wrist, smelled it change on his skin. What the hell? How does this work? Your uncle worked on this stuff for 20 years in France, but they weren't allowed to sell it here. He ordered one that night. Last week I had a work party. First big one since the divorce. I put on that deodorant and I looked at myself in the mirror and I just felt ready. My colleague asked me after if I'd started wearing Tom Ford. Here's the thing. I'd spent three years feeling invisible, buying cologne after cologne, hoping one would make Dana see me again. But standing in that bathroom at Marino's, watching my ex-wife look at me surprised, that wasn't the moment. The moment was me alone in that mirror, finally seeing myself clearly. She didn't stop seeing me. I stopped seeing me. And the second I saw myself again, really saw myself without the drugstore smell or the desperation, I realized I never needed her to look at all. Look, I don't know where you're at right now. Maybe you're getting ready for a first date. Maybe you're just tired of looking in the mirror and not recognizing yourself. But don't let fragrance companies sell you 12 bottles when you only need one that actually works. The link's in the description if you need it.

So I got fired from Sephora last month for telling customers the truth about foundation. What I'm about to share could save you thousands of dollars, but it's the exact reason they terminated me after eight years of working there. Every single week I'd watch women over 45 come in desperate. They'd been loyal customers for decades. Suddenly nothing worked anymore. I'll never forget this lady who came in. She'd been using the same foundation for 15 years. Now it was sliding off by lunch. She actually said to me, am I going crazy or is my face rejecting makeup? She wasn't crazy. Here's what Sephora never tells you. Your skin's pH completely changes during perimenopause. It shifts every few hours. But every foundation we sold, their static formula is designed for stable, younger skin. That's the scam. They know these foundations oxidize on mature skin. They know they turn orange or gray. But selling you five foundations that don't work is more profitable than selling you one that does. I started keeping a secret list of women this was happening to. For three months, I had 200 names. all experiencing the same foundation betrayal after 40. The guilt was eating me alive. Then something happened that changed everything. This small lab in Canada contacted our store about a foundation that actually adapts. I thought it was nonsense until I saw the demonstration. The foundation goes on white. completely white, then transforms to match your exact tone in 30 seconds. But here's the incredible part: it keeps adapting throughout the day as your skin chemistry changes. I secretly recommended it to maybe 20 customers who were really struggling. One woman called me crying, happy tears, saying her husband asked if she'd had work done because she looked so refreshed. Another said it was the first time she felt confident on video calls since menopause started. Look, I don't work at Sephora anymore. I left because I couldn't keep selling women products I knew would fail them. This foundation, it's called Lux. It uses something called adaptive chromatic response. Basically, microscopic capsules that read your skin's pH and adjust the color in real time. They're only selling direct to consumer right now, which is why you won't find it in stores. Honestly, Sephora would never carry it anyway. Why sell one foundation that works when they can sell you 10 that don't? For anyone who wants to try it, they have a special offer 1 plus 1 right now. But honestly, even at full price it's less than what most of us waste trying to find something that works.

So I got fired from the fragrance counter last month for telling customers the truth about cologne. What I'm about to share could save you thousands of dollars, but it's the exact reason they terminated me after eight years of working there. Every single week I'd watch men over 35 come in desperate. They'd been loyal customers for decades. Suddenly nothing worked anymore. I'll never forget this guy who came in. He'd been using the same cologne for 15 years. Now it was gone by lunch. He actually said to me, am I going crazy or is my skin eating cologne? He wasn't crazy. Here's what the fragrance counter never tells you. Your skin's chemistry completely changes through the day. It shifts every few hours. But every cologne we sold, their alcohol formula is designed to flash off in an hour. That's the scam. They know these colognes burn off on warm skin. They know they turn flat or sour. But selling you five colognes that don't last is more profitable than selling you one that does. I started keeping a secret list of women this was happening to. For three months, I had 200 names. all experiencing the same cologne betrayal after 35. The guilt was eating me alive. Then something happened that changed everything. This small lab in France contacted our store about a fragrance that actually holds. I thought it was nonsense until I saw the demonstration. The stick goes on clear, like a drugstore deodorant, then opens into a fragrance-house scent in 30 seconds. But here's the incredible part: it keeps working throughout the day as your skin chemistry changes. One guy called me laughing, saying his wife asked what he was wearing because he smelled so expensive. Another said it was the first time he felt confident in a meeting since his forties started. Look, I don't work at the fragrance counter anymore. I left because I couldn't keep selling men products I knew would fail them. This fragrance, it's called Out There. It uses something called a fragrance-house formula. Basically, zinc ricinoleate that takes the odor at the skin and leaves the scent standing. They're only selling direct to consumer right now, which is why you won't find it in stores. Honestly, the fragrance counter would never carry it anyway. Why sell one deodorant that works when they can sell you 10 colognes that don't? For anyone who wants to try it, it is $9.98 right now. But honestly, even at full price it's less than what most of us waste trying to find something that works.

This is how wearing foundation every day completely destroys your face after 40. This is one year. This is three years. This is five years. And this is ten years of the wrong foundation on the same face. So there's something living on your skin right now that most people have never heard of. It's called your skin microbiome. It's basically an ecosystem of bacteria on your face that controls how fast your skin ages. And an actual study found that women who look younger than their age have one thing in common: Women who look older disrupted. And guess what disrupts it the fastest? Foundation that sits on your face for 12 hours a day fighting your skin chemistry. Fixed pigments reacting against your pH. Silicone suffocating the barrier. Your skin's natural bacteria getting wiped out underneath a layer of product. That was never designed for how your face actually works after 40. You're not just wearing bad makeup, girl. You're actively killing the thing that's been keeping you looking young this whole time. The only way to stop it is foundation that works with your skin instead of against it, something that reads your pH and moves with it throughout the day so your microbiome stays intact. I switched all my clients over 40 to this one here and their skin genuinely looks better now than it did before they started wearing it. Right now they have a buy one get one on their site so it ends up being like $20 a bottle. I'll drop the link below for you guys.

This is how wearing antiperspirant every day completely destroys your skin after 40. This is one year. This is three years. This is five years. And this is ten years of the wrong antiperspirant on the same skin. So there's something living on your skin right now that most people have never heard of. It's called your skin microbiome. It's basically an ecosystem of bacteria on your skin that controls how you actually smell. And guess what disrupts it the fastest? Aluminum that sits in your pores for 12 hours a day fighting your skin chemistry. Aluminum salts plugging the duct. Baking soda burning the barrier. Your skin's natural bacteria getting wiped out underneath a layer of product. That was never designed for how your skin actually works after 40. You're not just wearing bad deodorant, man. You're actively killing the thing that's been keeping you looking young this whole time. The only way to stop it is a deodorant that works with your skin instead of against it, something that takes the odor and leaves the sweat alone so your microbiome stays intact. I switched all my clients over 40 to this one here and their skin genuinely feels better now than it did before they started wearing it. Right now it is $9.98 a stick on their site. I'll drop the link below for you guys.

Why does my foundation look bad after a few hours? Every American woman I have worked on has asked me this. Every single one. My first client here was a woman named Carol, hospital administrator, late 40s. She told me she had 11 foundation bottles at home and every single one of them looked wrong by lunch. She said, I work with surgeons all day. I need to look like I know what I'm doing. She was embarrassed. Not because of how she looked, because she didn't understand why she couldn't fix it. In Korea, we don't talk about this because it isn't a problem. their makeup all day. Korean women forget their makeup. Carol was fighting. After I did her makeup, she came back three weeks later and said she hadn't thought about her face once during the day. Not once. That was the first time in years. After 40, your skin's pH changes constantly. Most foundations have pigments locked into one shade. They cannot move with your skin, so they react against it instead. By noon, they're fighting you. That's what Carol was feeling. What foundation do you actually use on your clients? For the past few months I have switched all my clients to this one. It's called Luxe Color Changing Foundation. It goes on white and reads your skin's pH to become your exact shade. Then it keeps adjusting all day as your skin changes. No fighting, no checking the mirror at noon. Carol buys it every month now. They have a sale on their website right now. I will link it below.

Why does my cologne disappear after a few hours? Every American man I have worked on has asked me this. Every single one. My first client here was a man named Carl, hospital administrator, late 40s. He told me he had 11 cologne bottles at home and every single one of them was gone by lunch. He said, I work with surgeons all day. I need to look like I know what I'm doing. He was embarrassed. Not because of how he smelled, because he didn't understand why he couldn't fix it. In France, we don't talk about this because it isn't a problem. French men forget their scent. Carl was fighting. After I gave him the stick, he came back three weeks later and said he hadn't thought about how he smelled once during the day. Not once. That was the first time in years. After 40, your skin's chemistry changes constantly. Most colognes have alcohol locked into one top note. They cannot sit on your skin, so they flash off it instead. By noon, they're gone. That's what Carl was smelling. What do you actually put on your clients? For the past few months I have switched all my clients to this one. It's called Out There. It goes on like a deodorant and wears like a fragrance. Then it keeps working all day as your skin changes. No fighting, no checking your collar at noon. Carl buys it every month now. It is $9.98 on their website right now. I will link it below.

These are three makeup mistakes women make after menopause that can make them look 10 years older. But don't worry, I'll show you how to fix them. If your foundation oxidizes orange by lunch, stop using products made for 25-year-old skin. After 45, your skin produces 70% less oil. And because of that, regular foundation just sits on top of your face like a mask. If your foundation settles into lines by noon, stop layering heavy coverage. Mature skin needs adaptive formulas that merge with your skin, not fight against it. foundation needs to adapt to it. For foundation that actually works on mature hormonal skin, there's this Canadian lab that created a foundation with adaptive technology. It goes on white, adapts to your exact tone as you blend, reads your skin's chemistry, and keeps adjusting throughout the day. So you won't experience oxidation, settling, or mask effect. I've been recommending this quietly to a few of my clients. One woman called me crying, happy tears, saying her husband asked if she'd had work done because she looked so refreshed. Another said it was the first time since menopause started. After 25 years treating mature skin, this is the only foundation I've seen that truly responds to hormonal changes instead of fighting them. They're doing a buy one, get one offer right now, but even at full price, it's still less than what most of my clients spent on foundations that never worked for them.

These are three cologne mistakes men make after 40 that can make them smell like an old man. But don't worry, I'll show you how to fix them. If your cologne is gone by lunch, stop using products made for 25-year-old skin. After 45, your skin produces 70% less oil. And because of that, regular cologne just sits on top of your skin like a cloud. If your cologne is sour by noon, stop layering heavier sprays. Older skin needs formulas that sit on your skin, not fight against it. For a scent that actually works on older skin, there's this lab in France that created a fragrance you wear like a deodorant. It goes on clear, opens on your skin as you wear it, takes the odor at the source, and keeps working throughout the day. So you won't experience fade, sourness, or that cloud effect. I've been recommending this quietly to a few of my clients. One guy called me laughing, saying his wife asked what he was wearing because he smelled so expensive. Another said it was the first time since his forties started. After 25 years treating older skin, this is the only deodorant I've seen that truly works with skin chemistry instead of fighting it. It is $9.98 right now, which is still less than what most of my clients spent on colognes that never worked for them.