20 Pet peeves:
Scented trash bags.
Scented fabric softener.
Smelling everyone's shampoo, laundry detergent, hair spray, bad perfume, etc., all at once in a crowded space.
When I have to air out my studio after someone comes in smelling too strongly of the above-mentioned products.
When I can smell you from across the street.
The cleaning products isle at Target.
Instagram reels and TikToks. I'm not on it. Don't bother sending me videos, I won't watch them.
Instagram, in general.
Republicans, in general.
Giant beauty conglomerates that are quietly using their profits to back abortion bans while using women's empowerment language in their ad campaigns to sell more crap products.
Mark Zuckerberg. Elon Musk. Jeff Bezos.
Celebrities who give bad skincare tips.
Movie stars with skincare brands.
Unsolicited business advice.
Talking on the telephone.
Seeing other brands and estheticians fear-mongering around the big lie. (The Big Lie: that aging is the worst possible thing that can happen to a woman.)
Being treated like I'm a free, always on-call dermatologist.
When people ask me to design them a custom product but have no intention of paying a custom design fee.
Getting up early to read the paper on a quiet Sunday morning when my apartment is already clean.
Hot tea lattes.
Writing. My journal, this website, blogs, etc.
A glass of wine while cooking dinner. Cooking in general.
Wine, in general.
Weirdly, walking around and smelling all of the perfumes in department stores. Playing along and seeing what the salesperson recommends, and why.
The smell of decaying leaves and dirt under my feet on my morning walks. Also when the magnolia trees in my neighborhood are blooming.
The Nora Ephron and Nancy Meyers movies I grew up watching and thinking my adult life would look like.
Reading. Actual books. Or magazines. Or substack emails. Reading anything, actually.
Yoga. Hiking. Dancing. Getting out of my head and feeling present in my body.
Watching my son turn into a delightful, funny, smart human.
When I open the door to my studio after I’ve taken a day off.
Knowing that at this very moment, someone is out there making memories and building a magical life while wearing a perfume that I made.
Connecting with my patrons every weekend.
When someone tells me that they feel great in their skin thanks to me.
Want to connect further?
Like, further than reading all of the words I’ve written on this website and applying the products that I've made to your body every day?
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Twinkle Apothecary is an independent business run by one, fiercely independent woman, and I owe the big tech companies who are trying to dominate every aspect of our lives nothing. You and I don't have to agree about how or why to use social media, (I know I'm weird!) but I do ask that you respect my request to not conduct business through Instagram and Facebook DMs or comments. And for goodness sake, never call me. Here's my email, if you need it.
- Stefanie -