All About Dad

I've witnessed a lot more customers restocking their beauty products sooner than later because the men in their lives have been using what's on their vanities.
 
It's time to cut to the chase - dads want in on our secrets to radiant, glowing skin and shiny hair. This basket of products will help jump start their beauty regimens in a tailored way.
FLAMINGO ESTATE SOAP BRICK
Packed full of Young Roman Parsley and lots of fragrant fresh Rosemary, mixed with French Green Clay, Extra Virgin Olive Oil, and nutritious Brazilian Babassu, this Soap Brick is made by hand and sourced from a fully traceable collection of growers. One important example is the Babassu Oil, sourced as an alternative to dreadful Palm Oil. It is harvested on the perimeter of the rainforest in Brazil by local communities, rather than industrialized. The seeds are gathered by a collective of Indigenous women who use the funds to directly support their families and community.
 
SUPEREGG NYC GENTLE ELEMENTS
Gentle Elements is a luxurious foaming cream cleanser enriched with botanical extracts and antioxidants that effectively removes daily impurities and excess oil while restoring the skin's natural balance. It is formulated at an optimal pH of 5.5 to preserve the skin's delicate barrier. This cleanser is targeted to firm, lift, and balance the skin.
 
Richly conditioning, this performance shaving face oil actively moisturizes and protects from skin irritations. The scent - Deep woods, lemongrass, spicy - perfect for dad.
 
Musk is a class of aromatic substances commonly used as base notes in perfumery, and this particular musk sets a new standard in the category. Much like its name, it takes a discerning nose to recognize its uniqueness - a concoction of carnation, white patchouli, sandalwood, bergamot, cardamom, blonde wood, and more.
 
And finally, a personal story of my own father. This photo was taken at Versailles Palace on a very hot day in the summer of 1994. I had food poisoning and recall it hitting me en route to the Palace. My father was reading The Wall Street Journal and caught my sickness in his paper in the van. From that moment on, I felt too weak to walk the Hall of Mirrors. He didn't hesitate, despite the lack of air conditioning and my soggy dress, from carrying me in his arms for the duration of the hour long tour. After resting in his arms, I felt much better - good enough to snap a photo with a smile. He's 'carried' me a number of times more in my life and still does, to this very day, and for that, I'm eternally grateful. I'm also grateful for his DNA of good skin.
 
Thanks Dad, for all that you do.

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