Mini-masochist: Shu Uemura Tokyo Lash Bar
As alleged beauty experts, we probably shouldn’t admit that, until yesterday, we’d never tried false lashes. But it’s true. We’ d swiped every mascara known to man, we’d admired fake fringes on all the celebs, and we’d even done lash extensions…yet every time we passed strips of falsies at CVS or Sephora, we immediately pictured Tammy Faye Bakker. Or spiders.
So when we heard that Shu Uemura was celebrating its 25th anniversary with complimentary lash applications by makeup artist (and Best of Boston winner) Dani Wagener, we figured it was now or never. Wagener’s applied literally thousands of lashes…so at least we knew we’d be in good hands. (more…)
As alleged beauty experts, we probably shouldn’t admit that, until yesterday, we’d never tried false lashes. But it’s true. We’ d swiped every mascara known to man, we’d admired fake fringes on all the celebs, and we’d even done lash extensions…yet every time we passed strips of falsies at CVS or Sephora, we immediately pictured Tammy Faye Bakker. Or spiders.
So when we heard that Shu Uemura was celebrating its 25th anniversary with complimentary lash applications by makeup artist (and Best of Boston winner) Dani Wagener, we figured it was now or never. Wagener’s applied literally thousands of lashes…so at least we knew we’d be in good hands. (more…)

My typical hair-doing routine is exhausting, and the results are lackluster at best. It involves a half-dozen products, a half-hour of haphazard brushing beneath a blow dryer, and about 20 minutes of flat-ironing and re-flat-ironing. Years ago, I stopped trying to master the round brush method; there was just to much long, thick, wavy hair and too little patience to go around. To me, nothing defines luxury like a professional blowout.
Growing up in Swampscott, Jody Cohen didn’t have to smuggle makeup past her mother. There were no covert eyeliner applications in the junior high bathroom, no sneaking out the door with a hand concealing technicolor lips, no borrowing of a best friend’s bright-pink
Since it launched last year,
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Our
It’s been a rough week, but now that our taxes are finally filed, it’s time to spend that refund on a little relaxing, renewing, and rejuvenating! Take advantage of
I spent the weekend packing up my apartment, kicking up dust and pet hair that’s lived between books and behind furniture for three years, and assembling cardboard boxes, all of which has left me with a wheezy cough, papery palms, and a cat that I swear to god said “me-ove.”





