The List: Workhorse Sunscreen, Cottage Cheese for Hot People, and a Beach Club for the Girls Who Get It
For extra points, a Pickleball edit, as well.
Hi again! Have you noticed you’re hearing from me more often this week? There’s a reason for that! As we approach the two-year anniversary of the newsletter, I’m experimenting with our publishing cadence.
My Instagram is still broken, so I’m opening up the comment section on this issue to ask your opinion, since yours, dear subscriber, is the only opinion that matters. How often do you like to hear from The Love List? Do you like it weekly, twice a week, or like this week, with a more daily posting frequency so you don’t miss the good sales and collaborations?
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Speaking of my Instagram being broken, whooo said something nice about us yesterday? My subscriber numbers jumped significantly Tuesday afternoon, and since I can’t trace the bump back to a website, I have to assume someone gave us a nice plug on IG that I missed. Whoever you are, make yourself known! And know that I appreciate your sharing so much.
On the beauty front, Violet Grey is running their “Put it in the Bag” event. I ran down some perennial Violet Grey favorites in a past newsletter, but I’d also add my favorite workhorse sunscreen, and my favorite nighttime moisturizer (its price makes me angry but it’s frequently 20% off).
Moda Operandi’s whole “Club Moda” culture vertical is really brilliant, and they’re bringing it to the Beach Club with a new capsule of exclusives that are just tooooooo fucking good. (It includes a pickleball edit, because of course.) Asput it yesterday, “the girls who get it will find themselves extremely got.”
- (one of my fav TikTok girlies) launched a Substack (welcome, Lilly!) and immediately influenced me to purchase this $70 dress in multiple colors. Oh TikTok. You girls keep me young.
On a personal note, the machinations of dealing with NYC brokers really suck. I mean, I know this is a universal truth that I thought I was prepared for, but actually dealing with it has me in my feelings. Life tip: never, ever give your phone number to a moving company or NYC real estate broker. They will never, ever leave you alone. I accept and warmly welcome any and all moving tips from savvy New Yorkers. Drop me a line! As long as it isn’t to a broker! (Seriously, I may change my phone number.)