Welcome! On this page, you'll find a list of favorite products you'll often find me talking about on my blog, in emails and on social.

Scroll down to check out all my must-haves!

Health Gadgets
Supplements
Beauty Products
Household Items


Health Gadgets
Tried my new red light therapy belt for the first time. Sat there glowing like Iron Man…
My dog wouldn’t stop barking.
Pretty sure he thinks I joined a sci-fi cult.

Red Light Therapy Belt
 
I’m officially obsessed with my red light therapy belt. I bought it to tackle my “old lady cellulite” (yes, the dimples had dimples), and now I use it religiously—like it’s my anti-aging superhero cape.
The wrinkles? Softening.
The mood? Elevated.
The cellulite? Running scared.
Honestly, I slap it on, sip my coffee, and pretend I'm at a spa instead of hiding from my kids in the laundry room. It's like self-care... but sci-fi.
10/10, would glow again.
Link below!



Weighted Vest
 
My weighted vest and I are in a committed relationship. I strap it on for my daily walks like a woman on a mission—because apparently, in perimenopause, your body thinks “burning calories” is optional. 🙃
Do I look like a suburban SWAT team member? Yes.
Do I care? Not even a little.
It’s my secret weapon: boosts calorie burn, helps my bone density, and makes me feel like a badass while power-walking past confused neighbors.
10/10 recommend for all my fellow hormonally betrayed sisters. Add weight, lose fluff. 💪🚶‍♀️🔥



Waist Trainer
 
Yes, it’s a waist trainer.
Yes, it counts as a
 health gadget (don’t judge me).
Look, I’m in my “I’ll try anything once” era—red light belts, weighted vests, collagen in my coffee… why not wrap my midsection like a burrito if it helps me feel snatched?
Does it work? Who knows. But I look like I’ve got my life together when I wear it, and that’s half the battle.
10/10 for vibes, 7/10 for breathing. 😅



Posture Corrector
 
I got a posture corrector because my spine was starting to resemble a question mark.
Now I wear it like a medieval torture device with benefits.
Do I feel mildly attacked every time it pulls my shoulders back? Yes.
Do I suddenly walk like I have my life together? Also yes.
It's like having a tiny, judgmental grandma on my back saying, “Sit up straight, sweetie.” And honestly? I needed that.







Supplements
I started taking all these supplements to feel younger and more energetic.
Now I have a pill organizer that looks like a mini pharmacy… and I still forget half of them.
Apparently, my memory needs supplements too.


Lymphatic Detox & Drainage Drops

 
“Because your lymph isn’t lazy, it’s just perimenopausal.
Bloaty? Puffy? Stagnant? These drops help your body move the gunk so you can feel lighter, clearer, and a little less like a human sponge. 💧
Perfect for the over-35 club whose hormones forgot how to drain and detox like they used to.






Collagen Burn
 
Started using this fat-burning collagen powder because apparently, my metabolism needed a pep talk.
Tastes great (which is impressive because I’m picky), and I like to think it’s quietly torching the stubborn fluff while I pretend to be a fitness guru.
Bonus points: my skin’s glowing, so now I’m basically a fat-burning glow stick.
Can’t promise miracles, but I’m definitely feeling fierce. 🔥✨



Collagen Peptides
 
Yes, another collagen powder. Because apparently, my hair, skin, and nails didn’t get the memo to just do their job.
Started taking these collagen peptides and now my hair’s got bounce, my skin’s throwing a glow party, and my nails are actually behaving.
Will I keep buying it? Absolutely. Because glowing and growing beats looking like a wilted houseplant any day.



Creatine
 
Okay, hear me out: creatine isn’t just for muscle bros anymore. I started taking it after reading up on how it helps with perimenopause brain fog—yes, my forgetful, “Where did I put my keys?” moments are now officially sponsored by science.
Thanks to a podcast by Mel Robbins (who’s basically my life coach now), I gave it a try. Result? My brain feels less like a foggy swamp and more like a mildly caffeinated squirrel.
Bonus: I’m still not lifting cars, but my mental stamina is definitely leveling up. Perimenopause, I’m coming for you. 💪🧠





Beauty Products
I own so many beauty products, my bathroom looks like a mini Sephora.
Every night, I layer on potions like a mad scientist—still waiting on the magic to happen.
At least my shelf looks fabulous.

Face Moisturizer
 
I bought this face moisturizer hoping to look dewy and youthful… not like a tired croissant.
Now I slather it on morning and night like it’s the secret to eternal life.
Is it working? Who knows.
Do I feel fancy and hydrated? Absolutely.
10/10 would moisturize my feelings with it too. 💁‍♀️✨



Lengthening & Volumizing Mascara
 
This mascara is so good, someone asked me if my lashes were fake.
I said yes—because technically, the drama is artificial.
Length? Unreal. Volume? Extra. Ego? Inflated.
Basically, it’s falsies in a tube and I’m not mad about it.
10/10 would flutter flirtatiously at strangers again. 👁️✨



Lengthening & Volumizing Mascara X 2
 
Yes, I use two mascaras every day. One for length, one for volume—because apparently, my lashes need a tag team to show up.
Is it excessive? Maybe.
Is it extra? Definitely.
Is it worth it when people ask if I'm wearing falsies at 10 a.m. in the grocery store? 100%.
Call it my lash-layering lifestyle. No shame in the double wand game. 👯‍♀️👁️✨





Household Items
Bought a new “all-natural, multi-surface, miracle” cleaner.
It smells like a lemon had a nervous breakdown—but I’ve never scrubbed my counters with more joy.
Did it change my life? No.
Did it make me feel like I’ve got my life together for five whole minutes? Absolutely.

Steam Mop
 
I got a steam mop and suddenly I’m a woman who mops on purpose.
It spits out hot steam like a tiny, angry dragon—and somehow makes my floors cleaner than my entire life.
I used to dread mopping. Now I do it like I’m starring in a cleaning montage.
Miracle worker? More like floor therapist.
10/10, would steam away my stress again. 🧼🐉✨



Microfiber Cloth
 
Who knew a little microfiber cloth could turn me into a cleaning ninja?
I wipe down everything—counters, mirrors, mystery smudges I pretend not to notice. It’s like having a magical dust-hunting sidekick in every room.
Bonus: I feel productive without actually deep cleaning.
Basically, I’m swiping my way to domestic greatness. 🧽✨
10/10, would hoard in every color.



Boot Inserts
 
Bought boot inserts so my boots would stop collapsing like they just gave up on life.
Now they stand tall in my closet like they're waiting for a runway show, not a Target run.
Do they spark joy? Yes.
Do they make me feel like a very organized adult? Also yes.
10/10, would prop up my self-esteem with them too. 👢✨