When three of the beauty industry’s mane men—Garren, Thom Priano, and Howard McLaren—who boast more than one hundred years of combined experience, join forces, the result is bound to be good…and even better for your hair. “It just sort of happened. There was no real plan that all three of us got together,” said Priano, who refers to McLaren as their “West Coast connection” and “European brain.” “Garren and I have been talking about products for years, and then a third party came in and we thought, What a great idea, this is a dream team for us.” The trio refer to themselves as a collective—much like Andy Warhol’s Factory—where artists of all kinds (hairstylists, photographers, fashion stylists, etc.) can weigh in and contribute to their evolving brand, R+Co (which is short for Rogue and Company), launching next month. In addition to industry insiders, social media will play a huge role in how they continue to evolve the already-extensive range consisting of twenty-three products that are “free of most everything,” including parabens, sulfates, glutens, petroleum, and other bad-for-the-Earth ingredients. “It will be interesting how this line is going to grow,” he noted. “This is just not Garren, myself, and Howard, it’s everyone.” (Feel free to hit them up on Twitter or Instagram @RogueandCo with your brilliant ideas.) And the packaging is as innovative as their formulas and thought processes. From chandeliers to beach scenes to the New York City skyline, the bottle designs are reflective of the three founding pros’ eye for aesthetics and time spent on shoots with photographers such as Richard Avedon, Steven Meisel, and Irving Penn, as well as supers like Gisele Bündchen and Karlie Kloss. (Garren was responsible for Kloss’ much-lauded bob and Farrah Fawcett’s iconic feathered look.) “The photographs [on our labels] tell a story all on their own,” noted Priano (not to mention dress up the walls of your shower). Plus, the range features five citrus-based scents—Love Bite, Serious Gaze, Relative Paradise, Dark Waves, and Rosy Eyed—that are guy- and girl-friendly. While Garren gave beauty editors a sneak peek at the Chiffon mousse he used at Anna Sui this past season, click here to get an exclusive first look at the full collection.
The triple threat behind R+Co (from left): Howard McLaren, Thom Priano, Garren
The entire East Coast is a bit starved for summer, but it isn’t quite time to hit the beach and throw on a Day-Glo bikini. To transition properly, we’re introducing subtle pops of color into our spring wardrobes, and Maybelline’s new Bleached Neon nail polish collection fits the bill nicely. These washed-out neon hues—including Pepto pink, juicy lime, and pastel peach—are reminiscent of a perfectly worn-in tie-dye tee. Plus, if you aren’t up for adding a few rainbow streaks to your hair, consider this an equally fun (and temporary) alternative. We’ll give you bonus points for painting each nail a different color.
Available in May, Maybelline Limited-Edition Bleached Neons by Color Show, $3.99 each
Style.com’s resident nail polish guru (and photo editor), Nicola Kast, beats the Monday blues by hitting the bottle. Here, she shares the lacquer she’s loving this week.
Kast got in on this designer beauty collaboration—which includes everything from ombré blush to budge-proof black liner, all in metallic rainbow packaging reminiscent of Jack McCollough and Lazaro Hernandez’s Spring 2010 collection—early with the nail lacquer in Bougainvillea, a creamy coral out April 24. (Set a calendar alert now.) “I’m not into bright lips [for those who are, a flamingo pink and tangerine lipstick are available in this limited-edition range], but I love a tomato-orange manicure,” Kast said. Even better: It’s so much more wallet-friendly than a PS1.
MAC Proenza Schouler Nail Lacquer in Bougainvillea, $24; maccosmetics.com
When your vacation entails a sandstorm and screaming over a surprise Snoop Dogg appearance, the recovery routine is just as essential as the preparatory work. Here, Style.com’s social media editor, Rachel Walgrove, offers eight ways to reset your system after the music marathon that is Coachella:
1. Restore. Though desert grounds undeniably have fewer obstacles than Manhattan streets, ten hours on your feet is still ten hours on your feet (even when deliberately avoiding all high-heeled forms of footwear). A spa pedicure, like the Tom Ford Neroli Portofino pedicure at the John Barrett Salon, is necessary, if only for the calf massage.
2. Stretch. Pilates, Bikram, whatever your choice of releasing muscle tension may be—do it. Three days of breaking it down to the beat takes the toll of a cardio session without proper unwinding. Time to get back to the mat and show your hamstrings who’s boss.
3. Revive. Hours in the sun, dry heat, and chlorinated pools (which I prefer to keep my hair out of) put serious strain on strands—especially if, like mine, they’re overprocessed to begin with. A ten-minute hair mask will leave your hair silky smooth and bring back shine. Try: L’Oréal Paris Color Vibrancy Instant Shock Treatment.
4. Pamper. Sure, singing at the top of your lungs through a sandstorm seemed like a wise idea at the time, but even Pharrell couldn’t avert the affects of “the dust and fuckin’ wind.” A trip to the steam room soothes the upper respiratory system and helps relieve dust-clogged pores. I highly recommend Health & Racquet Club’s eucalyptus room.
5. Detox. Even if you found yourself consuming water like a camel, food trucks and alcohol do not a balanced diet make. Loading up on nutrients, like vitamin C, should help ward off festival fare-induced sickness. I like Juice Press’s Lucky Seven concoction because it contains beets, lemon, and ginger, which are good for cleaning the liver of toxins—you know, in case you inadvertently tested The Tequila Diet during your extended stay in Palm Springs…
6. Rest. Dancing until dark usually leads to long nights (and little sleep). The easiest way to recharge and reset your internal clock is to get in a full eight hours. Presuming this is near impossible, you can always fake it. Try Sephora’s Instant Depuffing Eye Mask .
7. Disconnect. Nothing quite says “I was there” like continuously touting your admittance wristbands. (Full disclosure: I didn’t part with mine until Tuesday). But after three days, you’re basically left wearing a filthy bracelet. As Uncle Joey would say: Cut it out (or in this case, off). Or if you want to keep it intact as memorabilia, do your best to slip it off minus the scissors.
8. Refresh. Update your Spotify account. If you haven’t done this already, please ask yourself why you even attended the festival in the first place. That is all.
We’re the first to admit that testing out (and taking home) a hotel’s bath products is one of life’s most underrated luxuries (bonus points for chic packaging). The Mark Hotel on New York’s Upper East Side totally gets where we’re coming from, and its newest bathroom amenities are some of the cutest we’ve seen yet. (We suggest ringing housekeeping and stocking up on an extra set or two as souvenirs—just don’t tell them Style.com sent you.) The hotel called on Richard Pandiscio (a man known for reinvigorating real estate) and French illustrator Jean-Philippe Delhomme to create cheeky cartoons for the labels on these travel-size toiletries. For example, the bath gel depicts a man reading the newspaper mid-soak, while the shampoo bottle is decorated with a woman washing her dog. As if the hotel’s 24-hour access to Bergdorf Goodman wasn’t enough to get us through the door.