Review: Proactiv

We’ve all heard of Proactiv, if you haven’t then I question your existence! It’s been endorsed by some top-notch celebrities such as Katy Perry and Justin Bieber. I’m not going to get into their questionable marketing techniques, but I will say this! If Justin Bieber showed up at my door step with a goodie basket filled with Proactiv products, I would not be the least bit happy! Anyways, this is going to be a review of the core three-piece kit as well as the Refining Mask. I have used the kit on two separate occasions, once when I first started to break out in middle school, and again a few months ago.

Step 1: Renewing Cleanser

This is my least favorite piece from the kit. It’s actually very, very bad for your skin… and the benzoyl peroxide in it is pretty useless. It is a 2.5% benzoyl peroxide cleanser with little beads which are supposed to exfoliate while cleansing. Firstly, the benzoyl peroxide in this product does absolutely nothing besides dry your skin out tremendously. In order for benzoyl peroxide to work, it needs to actually be absorbed into your skin; with this product, you are just washing it off. Leave the treatment to your topical. Also, the beads in this cleanser are way too rough and irritating. I’ve tried using this a hundred ways yet every time I am left red, irritated and dry. Definitely something you should stay away from.

Step 2: Revitalizing Toner

This doesn’t actually do anything for your acne. As is it glycollic acid, it exfoliates on the surface of the skin. It does not get deep into the pores like a BHA would. It’s also supposed to have a moisturizing effect I guess, which it doesn’t. All in all, pretty useless considering what it’s being marketed for. It may be alright if you’re just looking for an AHA toner, but at the same time there are way more affordable options.

Step 3: Repairing Treatment

This is the only piece of the kit that does something right. It is a 2.5% benzoyl peroxide treatment, which is the recommended amount. It is very drying and comes in a small bottle, which is why I would never purchase this alone. Like the toner, there are much more affordable options for a 2.5% benzoyl peroxide treatment. It did not do anything for me, but if benzoyl peroxide works for you I guess this would be alright.

Bonus Step: Refining Mask

This mask is a 6% sulfur based acne treatment. I don’t know too much about sulfur and how it corresponds with acne, but it works to some degree. I would never apply this all over the face, as it is way to irritating for that. You will become a red, flaky mess. It does alright as an over night spot treatment. However, do not expect any miracles. If you’re in the market for a sulfur based spot treatment, I would recommend trying this.

Personal Thoughts

The Proactiv system is just a huge waste of time and money. The customer service is unbelievably horrible, and the products (in my opinion) are not any better. I question why there is no moisturizer in the core kit, it’s quite ridiculous. This is being sold to millions of people around the world, some who do not already know that they are going to need a moisturizer (WITH SPF!). It’s just a recipe for disaster! To all of you who go around telling those suffering from acne to “just try Proactiv!”, please stop. You’re not helping in the least.

Now, this does work for some people; however, if this works for you, you should be fine with just a regular 2.5% benzoyl peroxide topical paired with a gentle, non-medicated cleanser. It took my face awhile to recover from the damage Proactiv did to it. My face, which could once handle 5% benzoyl peroxide without flaking at all, is now extremely intolerant of any benzoyl peroxide treatment. This stuff has definitely scarred me for life!

Well, that’s all. I felt I had to share my experiences with Proactiv and their makers Rodan & Fields, as they are, in my opinion, criminals in every sense of the word.

Peace and love, thanks for reading~

C’est naturel.





OOTD & Photoshoot

So, my fantastic bestie Brittany and I decided to go for a little walk around our neighborhood and ended up doing a mini-shoot! I thought it was the perfect opportunity to share her talents with you guys, as well as for me to get in another OOTD. We traversed through deadly spiky bushes and got attacked by numerous bugs. It was all worth it though. So, without further ado, here is a mini photo roll!

Folding Sunglasses: H&M $10

Plaid Short-Sleeve: Urban Behaviour $15

Prep Length Shorts: American Eagle $10 (Originally $35)

Flip Flops: Clarks $80

That’s all! Be sure to check out Brittany at

Peace and love, thanks for reading~

C’est naturel.


We all remember our first kiss, our first love, our first time. Whether the experience was good or bad, we still can’t seem to forget it. Often, we wish we could relive a first. Have you ever watched a movie and wished you could experience it again? The initial impact is so strong, it can rarely be duplicated. I know there are plenty of things I wish I could relive; as a matter of fact, I wish I could redo a lot of my firsts. I think that feeling is universal though. They fly by so quickly!

I experienced a few firsts this weekend, including but not limited to my first legal drink! It wasn’t as exciting as I thought it would be, as I didn’t get carded. It was so depressing! The drink I ordered wasn’t even colorful like I was expecting it to be… such a let down. I also had a first date, which is always an interesting experience. Not my first date ever, but with this person. First dates are always… fun. I was so nervous, my heart was literally beating out of my chest as I sat at the table waiting for him! Now that I think about it, firsts are usually accompanied by an extreme emotion. Whether it be anxiety or happiness, something is usually there. We rush through them, often wishing they were over and other times wishing they would be prolonged. Regardless, we are sometimes left regretful. I find when you rush through a first, or do something before you’re mentally prepared, then you end up regretting it. I think it’s obvious what you can associate this with, but it applies to everything!

A life without first experiences is also not a very fulfilling one! If you think you’ve done everything out there, you’re totally wrong. There are always brand new things waiting to be discovered: new people to meet, new places to see, new memories to be made. Don’t let yourself sink into a mundane routine. Always be on the look out for something new. I can’t emphasize this enough: DO NOT BE AFRAID! Put yourself out there. Go to that restaurant you’ve been passing every day on your way to work but would never go in. Who knows, you may meet your future husband in there! What have you got to lose?

I really don’t know where I’m going with this. I feel like I am addressing two interchangeable issues. I just wish that we could put aside our fears and enjoy a first experience. They don’t happen often! Speaking from the heart, you don’t want to be riddled with regret because you either rushed something, because your nerves prevented you from fully enjoying the experience, or because you were just afraid to try. However, if something doesn’t turn out the way you wanted it to, there are always other opportunities for you to make it up to yourself. Regret can be poisonous. It’s very cliché, but we should all try to live with no regrets! We are only human after all.

There is so much more I want to say about this, but I will conclude with two questions:

When was the last time you experienced something for the first time?  Do you wish you could relive or redo a first experience that you have had in the past?

Peace and love, thanks for reading~

C’est naturel.

Review: Clinique Moisture Surge SPF15 Tinted Moisturizer

I have used this for about three months, so I wanted to do a quick review for you guys! Let’s dive right in with what the product claims it does.

  • Sheer Coverage. Yes, the coverage is very sheer. It does a good job at balancing out my skin tone, but that’s about it. Even some of my redness still breaks through. It will not conceal your under eyes or blemishes completely, considering it is only a Tinted Moisturizer.
  • Hydration. Considering the product name, one would think it actually would moisturize to some extent. I used this during the cold months on top of my daily moisturizer, and I was still left pretty dry. Definitely does not moisturize very well. I have yet to use this in the summer, but it would probably work a lot better then.
  • Non-comedogenic. Meaning it won’t clog your pores. Surprisingly, this did not make me break out which is a huge plus. Everything makes me break out! It also does an amazing job with keeping the oil at bay.
  • SPF of 15. Sun protection is always a plus.

This can definitely get a bit cakey, so beware! Also, it does emphasize dry patches. I am the lightest shade and it matched me very well, and I think the majority of people will be able to find their match with ease. It is not too expensive (I think I payed around $30 Canadian for it at Sephora) and does last a very long time. I have a lot left after using it consistently for 2-3 months. Also, it comes in 1 ounce sanitary squeeze type bottle and it’s pretty easy to control the amount you dispense.

It is not a bad product, but definitely not my HG. I would recommend it to those who need very light coverage, and who do not have dry skin. It may be very good for oily skinned people as it does a good job at keeping it at bay.

All in all, I would give this a 6/10.

Peace and love, thanks for reading~

C’est naturel.

Don’t be so hard on yourself!

This past week has been an absolute nightmare. I have been so forgetful and as a result have been making a million mistakes at work. I’m the type of person who takes every little thing to heart. The smallest thing can ruin my entire day, as I tend to dwell on things. I hate when people are mad or disappointed in me, and I can’t stand making stupid mistakes. I am too critical of myself, and I care way too much about what others think. Those are definitely at the top of the”things I want to change about myself” list. Anyways, a whole handful of things happened this week, and they all revolved around me FORGETTING THINGS. The worst of them being me locking my key in the public locker and having to get it cut. It was so humiliating!

It’s really gotten me thinking, why do we beat ourselves up for the smallest things? Why are we so hard on ourselves? We… at least I, blow things out of proportion. Everyone makes mistakes, it’s not the end of the world, yet we still turn it into that type of scenario. We should just accept what happened and grow, beating ourselves up isn’t going to change the past.

The next time you ask yourself: “Why did I do that? I’m so stupid!” just remember that it was a mistake. Everyone makes them. Grow from it and don’t repeat it! Tomorrow is a new day and odds are, no one (including yourself) will even remember what happened yesterday.

Peace and love, thanks for reading~

C’est naturel.

Group Work


….yeah. I had to get that out there, haha. I thought it would get better in University, considering people are choosing to be there and whatnot, but it DID NOT! Ugh. The problem is not that people don’t do there work, it’s that people think they are all that and boss everyone around. I absolutely cannot stand people who think they are above everyone else. I respect someone who takes on a leadership role, because I sure as hell wouldn’t want to be responsible for a group, but it takes a certain type of person to do it well.

Following are the circumstances that led me to make this rant.

For anonymity purposes, let’s just say this girls name is Kate. She does nothing but boss people around and tell them they aren’t good enough. We made a facebook group for our presentation as we all live in different cities and it is just more efficient to coordinate online. Everyone was supposed to post their parts on Saturday so that we could organize and whatnot… around 2:00 pm she posts an angry message in the group telling everyone to hurry and post their parts and saying it’s so easy whats the hold up. When we posted our parts, she would change things and say it’s not good enough, fix it blah blah. First of all, who the fuck is she to tell us to hurry up? People have their own lives and shit to do, Saturday was already like 5 days before we were presenting so she’s lucky I even did it that early. People have lives outside of this class, maybe she doesn’t… but yeah. Second of all, why would she go about changing peoples parts that they worked on? Like, I don’t mind her saying maybe you should add in this or that, but I can’t stand her belittling people and saying their work is bad. It’s not okay, it’s super rude. She didn’t even do half of this stuff to me, but it’s just so annoying to watch her do it to other people. What’s worse is she doesn’t even know us beyond a 1 minute conversation in class… I just don’t even know. It’s so frustrating and I sure as hell am not working with her for the new group presentation. I want to get this out of the way.

She’s terrible at english and everything she’s adding is shit with so many grammatical fuck ups it’s hilarious.  I’m pretty sure we are getting marked independently too, so… what the fuck?

Sorry, I had to get that out there. It was eating away at me, haha.

Peace and love, thanks for reading~

C’est naturel.

Coming Out


And here comes my corny, cliché, overdone coming out story! I feel like we’re never done coming out, as we always have to tell new people that we meet. It can get a bit frustrating, and sometimes I wish I could just tattoo a big ol’ rainbow to my forehead to save me the trouble, but what can ya do. For the purpose of the post, coming out refers to when my parents found out, and to when I became comfortable with telling everyone and anyone who cared.

Before I get into my actual coming out (or, falling out as I like to call it) I will share a little background information with y’all. I came out to a few friends over the years, beginning when I was about 17. Just a handful of people I knew would be cool with it. Honestly, I’ve never had a friend take the news negatively, which is a good thing and I guess I consider myself lucky. While I was telling all of my friends, I entered into my first relationship; I believe we began dating around November 2010. This was, of course, a semi-secret relationship as we were both closet cases in regards to family.

My mom and I moved in January of 2011 to a new house, and  that’s when my parents found out. Before I had my bedroom set up, I just hung out in the kitchen on my laptop. I was talking to my boyfriend on MSN one day, and his display picture was of the two of us. My mom happened to walk by me before I had time to close the window and she saw his display picture. Long story short, I told her the truth and she did not take it well at all. Before all of this, you could say I fulfilled the typical “mommas boy” role; afterwards, we became enemies. The months to follow were the worst months of my life. At one point, I moved in with my brother because she was just so toxic to be around. To this day she does not accept me, nor does my father. I still live with her, and am itching to move out; however, she is dealing with it and things are a bit better (as long as I don’t bring it up). I don’t think I will ever be able to bring someone home or do anything like that, and I’ve accepted that.

It’s funny, because I wasn’t exactly the most masculine kid and deep down I think she knew. I expected a bad initial reaction, but did not expect it to go to the extent it did. She blamed everything and everyone she could, including my boyfriend. She said he was coercing me into liking guys, which I found hilarious. She threw insults at me whenever she had the chance, ranging from “You’ll never be a real man like your brother”  to “If you want to go and kill yourself like all of those other gay kids, then do it. I will never accept this.” Luckily, I had a lot of friends and my boyfriend to fall back on. If I didn’t have them, I don’t know where I would be right now.

Hatred stems from fear, and I know she is just fearful. I cannot justify any of her actions though, no matter how hard I try. I love her, of course, as she is my mother. I still struggle daily with her. Nowadays, it’s mainly what I wear and whatnot. I don’t wear what I want to wear most of the time because I’m afraid of bringing up the whole “gay” thing again. As much as I don’t want to hurt her by leaving, I need to take care of myself and put myself ahead of everyone else. I am going to put my well-being first, no matter how hard it may be.

I am turning 19 (in a week!) and am entering my second year of University. I can finally say I am happy with who I am. Things could always improve, and they will, but I’m confident enough in myself and my sexuality to not hide it. It’s an amazing feeling.

If you are struggling with coming out, if you’re afraid of what might happen, just know that I do not regret coming out. What I regret is how it happened… maybe the whole thing would have been easier on her if I had told her myself rather than her seeing a picture. I don’t know, but I’m not going to dwell on the past. You will have to do it eventually. I would recommend waiting until you can support yourself (unless you’re 100% sure that your parents will be okay with it), just in case things do take a turn for the worse. Surround yourself with people who love you, and know that there are millions of people going through the same thing. If you ever need someone to talk to, just send me an email at

I know it’s cheesy, but…

It does get better, if you take the steps to make it happen. Surrounding yourself with people who love you, putting yourself out there and not backing down are all surefire ways to make your life a happy one. Don’t sit around and let people walk all over you. You do what you need to do to be happy.

Peace and love, thanks for reading~

C’est naturel.