#And yes I know about the new pigment and invisible brush strokes

[gundamthey17]

Not that I need a hill to die on, but I kinda want to defend the girl on the clock app who is apparently getting dragged by the art world. (Note: I'm not on the clock app. I'm getting all this second-hand.) And like, I'm not saying the art is bad. (I am saying it's pretentious. Which is a matter of opinion.) Apparently she then went and painted a piece of notebook paper blue, to prove her point. And an art historian was dragging her for that, being like, "why choose notebook paper? And it better not be because that was the cheapest, easiest thing to find. Why leave the brush strokes visible? The point of these artworks is that they're saying something, they're meant to get a reaction." And I'm like, lady…. You just proved your point. She chose notebook paper because that reflects how cheaply she views these artworks. She painted it this way to get a reaction. Which is what she's getting.

It's almost like all art is made up and pretentiousness, like beauty, is in the eye of the beholder.

[definitelynotkatesblog]

Illustrated Man l Spencer Reid Fic

Pairing: Reader x Spencer Reid 

Category: Fluff

Summary: Spencer comes home from a particularly difficult case, and begins to doubt himself. Reader helps him unwind and helps paint a picture of all the great things about him.

A/N: Helloooooooo friends! Yet again, I thought of a single line of dialogue I really wanted to make work so I spit a thousand words around it to bring it to life lol. Anyways! This fic is free of reader pronouns and gender identifiers, so anyone can read this and make the “I”‘a their own ☺️

P.S. I’ll see what I can do about not disappearing again for weeks on end, but I make no promises

Content warning: None! Except Spencer has his shirt off? But that’s it!

WC: 2.4k

The sound of the door clicking shut and Spencer vacating his lungs of all air drew my head up from my book.

“You’re home!” I cheered, closing my book and getting up to greet him.

He lifted his satchel over his head and gave me a small smile that didn’t touch his eyes. I nodded, mostly to myself, knowing that this meant the case was harder than most. On nights like this, Spencer was hard to reach. I padded my way across the living room and wrapped my arms around him like he might slip away if I didn’t hold him tight enough.

I pulled his head down to rest on my shoulder as his arms snaked around me, wrapping himself in me, too. We stayed like that a while until he stood up and cupped my cheeks in his hands, bringing my face up for a kiss.

‘Hi,” he said softly.

I smiled into his palms. “Hi.”

I took his hands in mine and kissed his knuckles, then led him to our bedroom to get him out of his work clothes. I helped him out of his cardigan and dress shirt, then left him to do the rest while I got him some water. When I returned, he was laying face down across the bed in a pair of sweatpants. His head rested on his crossed arms, and turned to face me when I laid next to him on the bed. I propped my head up one arm and gave him a half smile.

“Do you want to tell me about it?”

He thought for a moment before giving me a recap of the case, leaving out the gruesome details. I listened and ran my fingers across his back, alternating scratches with swirling patterns on the soft skin. Sometimes my hand would find itself at the nape of his neck and work through the hair there.

As he spoke, his voice became more resolved and tired. He worked so hard, but the things he saw, the things this job had put him through weighed on him. He was strong and incredibly smart, but just because he carried it well didn’t mean the load wasn’t heavy.

I took a deep breath and spoke gently, not wanting to offend him. “Maybe you can take some time off?” I suggested.

He shook his head, his chin brushing his hands folded under his chin.

“The team needs me. These victims and their families need me.”

I bit my tongue. I needed him, too. But this was hardly the time to bring that up.

“But this job,” he paused for a moment before continuing, “It takes pieces of me I can’t get back, and I’m scared all I am is the parts I’ve managed to pick up off of the ground.”

I closed my eyes and wished away the tears forming in my eyes. I heard him take a deep breath but he didn’t say anything else.

“I have an idea. Stay there.”

His head lifted and his eyes followed me around the room to our closet where my painting supplied resided.

“I’m going to paint you.”

“Paint me?”

I turned around, a towel in one hand and my box of paints and brushes in the other. “Yes. You’re gonna lay here and talk to me about anything in the world and I’m going to paint you.”

His eyes scanned the contents of my hands. I could see the gears in his head turning for a moment before he shrugged and gave a small nod.

“Okay.”

I ran a hand through his hair and bent down to kiss his forehead before climbing on the bed and straddling his thighs, setting my supplies on the towel beside us. “Talk to me.”

His head cocked to the side as he contemplated his answer.

“Not about work,” I clarified.

I felt his laugh beneath me. “Okay then, what would you like me to tell you about?”

I tapped my bottom lip with the handle of my paintbrush. “Hmmm. Read any good books lately?”

I could feel his smile without seeing it. If there was one thing Spencer loved more than saving lives and doing crossword puzzles in pen, it was reading. “I revisited some Ray Bradbury on the plane home,” he said.

“Mmm, tell me about it.”

He took a deep breath beneath me and began. “I re-read The Illustrated Man. It’s a compilation of short stories told through interactions between an omniscient narrator and a man covered in tattoos that each tell tales of events that have not happened yet. The tattoos are magic, and they come alive to tell the stories they depict. The stories are mostly science fiction, but have elements of pretty universal truths that Bradbury is famous for addressing.

For example, in one story explores the deep seeded longing of one man to take a trip to outer space. Something that, in this story, is attaintanable. He works his whole life to be able to fulfill this yearning, but he is torn between going or staying with his family, whom he also loves. It begs the question of the existence of duality of desire and duty.

Then, in another, there’s this incessant rain. And this group of men are searching for cover and sunshine, but it’s wearing them down and breaking them. These small raindrops, just water, becomes torture. It’s interesting how something as small as raindrops can break both canyons and men.”

I listen as he tells me about each story behind the man’s tattoos, about how they’re all different but important and lend themselves to portraying the then-futuristic perception world around us. Sometimes, his voice gets sad at the implications of the stories, but other times he seems to appreciate the sentiment behind them.

I dip my brushes and admire the way they drag across his soft skin, leaving a wake of vibrant pigments behind. I hmm and ahhh at appropriate times, partially paying attention but mostly glad that he’s able to enjoy himself and is able to think of something other than the darkness in his world.

We stayed in our respective positions for the better part of an hour- him laying on the bed with his head on his hands while I straddled the back of his thighs, stroking brushes across the lines of his back.

When I’m finally finished, I roll my neck and place my hands on the small of his back, taking a moment to take it in. The idea of creating a universe compelled me; there was so much beauty and so much unknown in the expanse of space. The concept seemed fitting for what I hoped to help him understand. I’d mixed a navy blue paint for a base, and created swirls of light with yellows, creams, and whites to create a brighter contrast and background for the more intricate featured parts. One section had books, a coffee cup, a molecular model I’d hoped was an actual chemical, and a small red apple.

The next was a canyon, modeled after one of the scenic drives we’d taken the last time we visited Vegas to see his mom at her new care facility. We parked at a lookout spot and watched the sun set- gorgeous oranges, yellows, and pinks painted the sky over the rock. It was at that moment I’d never been more jealous of Spencer’s perfect memory.

Another section, closer to the bottom curve of his spine was a silhouette outline of the Christmas card the team had sent out two years ago. Spencer had a copy hanging by a CalTech magnet on the fridge, another on his desk, and a folded and fading copy in his wallet.

He loved that photo – the way it captured their joyous spirits and ability to be carefree despite the things that initially brought them together.

I took a deep breath and playfully patted his bottom. “All done!”

He threw a boyish grin over his shoulder and handed me his phone.

I snapped a few pictures, holding the phone up by my chin to capture the expanse of his back, then a bit closer to the individual parts. I passed the phone back over his shoulder and brought my clasped hands up under my chin. “Okay, so, if you don’t like it, that’s okay you can wash-” I rushed, but stopped short when I felt his breath hitch from underneath me.

He was silent for a moment, staring at the phone in his hand.

I took a deep breath. “Spencer, you contain multitudes. You’re a loving son, an amazing friend, a brilliant profiler, a great cat-sitter, an instant mashed potato extraordinaire, and my favorite boyfriend.”

I dusted an invisible speck of dust off his shoulder before continuing, giving my words a moment to sink in. I needed him to hear me, and to know these truths. “You are so much more than the things you don’t love about yourself. You are more than this job, you are more than the obstacles you’ve had to overcome. They’re a part of who you are, yeah, but they’re not all that you are.”

I shook my head, though he couldn’t see it. The knowledge of the man beneath me not knowing he was deeply loved seemed so wrong.

“You are so incredibly loved, Spencer. The people in your life are so lucky to know you and to be loved by you. Each and every one of your friends is changed and is better for having known you, believe me.”

He was silent for a short while, pinching and zooming in on the screen to see the different parts of him illustrated in his skin. He cleared his throat a few times. Part of me was grateful I couldn’t see his face, and he couldn’t seem mine. Though, I didn’t need to see the way his mind was working to know he was trying to find a flaw in my logic.

The amount of love I had for the man beneath me threatened to spill over in the form of tears.

“Favorite boyfriend?” he asked finally, feigning insult.

I laughed. “So far, yeah.”

I knew that wasn’t the only thing he’d heard, but probably was the only thing he could bring himself to comment on.

I scrambled off of my perch unceremoniously, stretching for a moment before straightening up and offering my hand. He laid with his chin resting on his fists stacked, staring at me for a moment.

“What?” I asked with a small huff.

“Being loved by you is one of the greatest joys of my life.”

I felt my mouth pop open, a bit taken aback at such a bold admission. A sweet smile touched his lips while he watched me try to scoop my heart back into my chest. He climbed off the bed gingerly, careful not to rock the tray of paint and brushes with his long limbs.

His large hand wrapping around mine grounded me from cloud nine and I could feel the smile forming on my lips. I turned and started heading towards the bathroom.

“Come,” I said, pulling him along behind me.

When we arrived in the small room, I halted and spun him so the back of his thighs were resting against the porcelain countertop and I was flush against his front. My hands came to rest on the edges of the countertop, caging him between my arms. I looked up at him, squinting slightly.

“I’d like to take a picture, is that okay?”

I knew Spencer was wary of having his picture taken; most of our pictures together were candids I’d puppy eyed my way into him letting me keep.

He narrowed his eyes back at me. My lower lip made an appearance, coupled with a knitted brow and cautious look from under my lashes.

He laughed and shook his head. “Okay.”

Before he could change his mind, I grabbed my phone and rushed back to my place in front of him, pressing my front to his.

I snaked my arms around his torso so our chests were together while his back bearing my painting faced the mirror. My arms poking out from between his arm and torso space made him look like an alien, but placing one hand on his hip while the other held my phone gave the pose a more artistic feel.

I snapped a few pictures, messing with the lighting and exposure, playing with shadows from the vanity and positioning him every which way. Every once in a while, I’d pull my arms from him and show him a few shots I liked but they never felt like the one.

He smiled and nodded encouragingly, taking my direction to tilt this way or arch his shoulder that way. I started to feel for him, we’d been there for 15 minutes at least.

I pouted and let my head fall back dramatically. “I give up,” I whined.

He gave a small smile and leaned down to kiss me. I met his lips with a smile of my own before resting my head against his chest.

“Try one more time,” he encouraged.

I nodded and wrapped my arms around him again. I poked my head out so it was just visible behind his arm, resting my chin on his bicep as I focused my phone camera to capture the two of us and my work on his back.

“Smile,” I said before snapping a few shots. Spencer’s body shook with his laugh as he leaned down to press a kiss to the top of my head. My thumb grazed the shutter button, capturing the moment.

It was perfect.

His back was illuminated perfectly by the soft glow of the vanity mirror lighting, the muscles in his back tensed when he bent down, creating dips and curves that separated the focus points brilliantly. My hand wasn’t posed, just gently resting on his hip, a soft touch that lent itself perfectly to the lightness of the moment.

I pulled myself from around him and held the phone between us. His hand found the small of my back and he pulled me closer to him, sealing our lips together. Our lips were unhurried, enjoying the softness of the moment and the love between us. His free hand cupped my cheek as we broke apart. His eyes bore into mine, both pairs slightly glossy.

“Thank you,” he said softly.

I nodded and buried my head into his chest so he wouldn’t see the fresh tears springing in my eyes. His arms wrapped around me as he pressed more kisses to the top of my head.

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[roseinaconcreteworld]

2016 Beauty Favorites. Oh hey!! It’s Deb. ‘member me?!?

Apologies for being M.I.A. on the blog. Work, RIACW restrategizing and new projects kept me away from you, my beloved Rosedolls. I’ve been so busy these past couple of months and I don’t think things plan on slowing down anytime soon. I’ll just have to learn to handle my time better ;)

The reason why I didn’t post monthly faves this past year is because I had to use up the products that I share with you. That is why they’re my preferred items after all! Yet as we enter the few days of the year I thought I would compile the bits I haven’t been able to put down in 2016. Let’s get started, shall we?! We shall.

When I tried Kat Von D’s Everlasting liquid lipstick it was love at first swipe. This lip paint applies smoothly and creamy but dries matte, making my lips feel unexpectedly velvety given its subdued nature. The formula, finish and feel are not drying at all. It is so light that I catch myself checking if I still have it on! That’s how comfortable it is on the lips. The shade I have is Lolita, a chestnut, (terra cotta) rose. This puppy is particularly opaque, pigmented and long lasting. One slap will do but it is very buildable.

The Photo Finish primer water from Smashbox took me from skeptical to believer. I purchased a trial size at Sephora and plan to buy the full size once I use this baby up. I love how it prolongs my whip up wear. As opposed to its suggested name I apply it as a setting spray rather than on my bare face prior to my makeup. It makes a fabulous finish for whatever I apply on, be it a bb cream, a concealer or a foundation. Its perfect mist provides a diffuse effect all over my face. Moreover, it is a lovely “wake up” spritz that feels so nice and refreshing, thanks to its lightweight formula.

It’s never too early to use anti-aging products. We all know that it’s easier to prevent than trying to reverse skin aging signs. I am on a mission to outsmart aging by using tightening, lifting and firming items. I like to apply the *Lotus Aroma Anti-Aging day-night firming cream night right after my serum. It is specially formulated to rejuvenate skin and visibly intensify its radiance. Its Alpine rose-marine fennel extracts and baobab-moringa-acai berry oils concoction helps fight the 👀 wrinkles and other aging signs (fine lines, spots, leathery skin..ugh🚫✋🏾) Moreover, I really love its fresh, clean and fruity aroma (!) This formula is utterly rich and creamy but not thick. Plus it sinks in to my skin rather quickly, which is great for my morning routine! It might not be the best for my oily skin but I’ve already reaped the smoothing benefits. Therefore I will keep incorporating this babe into my regimen. It leaves my face visage feeling hydrated, soft and supple. My skin texture is much smoother and I owe it all to this puppy.

Too Faced’s Better than $€* mascara is on my beauty guest list as top shelf status. I bought this guy off of YouTube peer pressure. Now, I can’t work with any other rimmel. It’s great for a natural look and can be easily built to great volume and length for a more dramatic look. A few brush strokes of this collagen-fueled formula will do ya. One coat and lashes are full, defined and stretched to unbelievable lengths. Two coats and they’re reaching unbelievable heights of drama. The formula doesn’t smudge. The color is one the richest, deepest, most intense black I’ve ever owned. It gives me such voluminous, longer lashes. The itty bitty lash committee member that I am really appreciates. This is by far the best high end mascara I’ve come across. Once you use this, you can’t go back.

*The Estée Edit Pore Vanishing Stick by Estée Lauder is basically perfect skin in a portable rod format. No muss. No fuss. Blotting paper? Not needed. Setting powder for retouch? Bye. Oil peaking through your makeup? See you later! What I like about this bad boy is that it is so light. It doesn’t feel tacky or silicon-y. I roll it around my face and pat it up with my ring finger, insisting on my cheeks where my horrible crevices inhabit. Not only does this work as a primer, it prolongs my foundation and makes everything else that’s on top look less cakey. It glides on smoothly and gives a fresh, invisible pore look either in the bathroom (before applying makeup) or on-the-go (throughout the day). It can be worn alone, under and over my beat. It literally gives me an airbrushed look. This is an absolute dream, an oil slick’s best friend!

The *Terracotta Pause d'Été bronzing powder duo for face and décolleté from Guerlain is the most intense highlight in my collection. I was fortunate enough to snag one off of the Summer by Terracotta limited edition range, a meticulously curated selection of beauty must-haves. To start, the polished wood packaging is absolutely stunning. The inside of the cap contains a sizeable mirror, making application quick and easy. I found myself heavily reaching for it this past sunny season. It was ideal for that I-can-see-you-from-out-of-space shimmer effect I cherish so much. The finish has a bronzy, copper-y undertone that suits my skin tone perfectly. I just swirl my brush around and that’s when the magic happens. The formulation is not too glittery. The application goes on oh so smoothly. It’s not patchy nor is it chunky. It doesn’t fade like most of my cheek products. It stays on all day and curiously looks better as it blends in with my natural oils. My only downside is that it has a strong perfume-y scent of iris and warm sweet white musks. I must say it is quite overpowering. It is not for everyone but thankfully (depending on one’s preference) it easily dissipates.

Mary Kay’s oil free eye makeup remover is an absolute must when it comes to my nighttime routine. It quickly dissolves the oils contained in my makeup and loosens it in order to discard it from the skin more efficiently. Love this product. it doesn’t leave any oily film. It is very gentle but don’t be fooled: this guy wipes away EVERYTHING: any trace of liner, shadows, mascara, brow products.. YOU NAME IT! And you don’t need an obscene amount or a lot of effort; a couple of drops for each eye does the trick, and just a gentle swipe will get it all off. This just works really effectively and quickly. A top-shelve product in my book. Finally, an eraser that works without having to tug or pull. I love this puppy so much and you can get a chance to beauty test it for yourself! Details on the official RIACW *Facebook* page. Check out the highlighted post ;)

When it comes to oily skin, the reflex to combat it is to stay away from oleagin infused products. The reality is, this is the actual opposite. A greasy skin needs more moisture. Yes, you read me right. Us grease ball girls need to put that back in to our face because our skin is thinking that it’s not getting enough. So it produces more and more oil. I’ve been experiencing less breakout since using the precleanse cleansing oil from Dermalogica . I love it because it doesn’t have a particular smell and most importantly, it doesn’t hurt my eyes. This is my next step in makeup removal after MK. I just drop a few pumps onto a cotton round and gently work it onto my face or I directly apply it to my dry face, massage it and watch the makeup dissolve. I then follow up with my usual skincare regimen. It breaks down my face beat in an instant and gives me the oil benefits that my slick face needs. Two skincare functions in one? Doesn’t get any better than that!

Hand cream is a handbag staple of mine. At first I was intrigued by this EOS perfume-looking package until I discovered its content. This Evolution of Smooth (EOS) hand lotion is phenomenal. For me it was all about that cream’s refreshing essences. The one I got, Berry Blossom, is a soft, delicate blooms and sweet fruits composite. Plus I truly enjoy its non-greasy composition. This travel-friendly companion is packed with nourishing shea butter, aloe, oats and antioxidants to help keep my hands soft and smooth. I am not quite sure it holds up to its 24-hour moisture claim but I sure appreciate its fast-absorbing properties. It may not be as thick or rich in texture as I wish it could be but hey, it said hand lotion after all..

Biotherm's Biosource hydra-mineral toning mousse is an absolute dream of a cleanser. This fella contains a complex of 70 minerals and balancing zinc to cleanse and soften normal to combination skin (even though mine is on the oily side of the spectrum) without drying it. I love its foamy texture. It is very pleasant on my face. I put a small grape size amount and apply it to my wet face in a circular motion before rinsing. When in contact with water, it turns into a light, silky mousse. It gently removes daily dirt and gunk. Immediately, my face feels fresh, firm and comfortable.

The Maximum Growth cuticle pen by Sally Hansen is the best invention since sliced bread for a (clumsy) nails fanatic like yours truly. This is a moisture treatment that nourishes dry and rough claws. It contains aloe as well as vitamins E, A, C and Pro Vitamin B5, which helps promote healthy nail boost. I love its mess-free package and its subtle almond oil scent. I did notice that it helps my mani last longer and keeps the chipping at bay. This bad boy simultaneously moisturizes and strengthens my rough cuticles. I get the best of both worlds!

When I saw Sally Hansen’s Insta-dry ’Re-teal Therapy’ from afar in the drugstore aisle I couldn’t help but to take it home with me. This petrol, turquoise color is absolutely dreamy! I’ve used and abused this guy during the last leg of the summer. It is the perfect season transitional shade. Moreover, it is fast-drying, it doesn’t chip nor crackle. The brush is nice and wide. It gives me an even, creamy and beautiful coverage so I don’t get any streaking. No waste of time or product here! Only one coat will do ya thanks to its rich, pigment-fueled finish. I like to go in with a top coat for a luster texture but it has an outstanding shine payoff by itself.

Being a skin rejuvenator, this Glycolic Peel mask from Caudalie wonderfully addresses dull complexion. Its creamy consistency remarkably penetrates my skin and deeply purifies it from impurities. Either freshly out of bed or before going out, it transforms my skin and effectively revitalizes it without irritating it. In just 10 minutes, this 85.7% natural ingredients pick-me-up works like a charm and leaves me feeling like I have a brand new skin after using it.

The Vanilla CollectOR shimmering body lotion from Yves Rocher is the ultimate body highlighter. I absolutely love the feel on my skin and it leaves a nice glimmer, thanks to its tiny little flecks of gold. I like to boost the shimmer factor sometimes and use in conjunction with my *Jergens Shea beauty oil* and literally douse in this golden glitter concoction. The two combined give me a velvety, smooth skin. It was perfect for that summer glow I was going for all along! The consistency is not extremely thin but is very lightweight and most importantly, not greasy! It sinks in in a matter of minutes. And please let’s have a moment for its amazing vanilla cupcake smell!

Continuing in the oily side of things, This Korres Wild Rose Vitamin C active brightening oil one is the best! I’m talking top shelf status. It is now an integral part of my routine. Since it has lightening properties - and I happen to like my brown skin - I use this guy as a spot treatment. I take the dropper that comes with it, dab it on and spread it around with a qtip. A few drops go a long way and they soak right into the targeted areas of my face. I love, love its rose petals smell, it’s like aromatherapy. It feels light, airy and moisturizes brilliantly. Moreover, the littlest goes a long way so it is great value. I’m a literal oil pipeline and this is just a bit too much for daytime so I only use it at night. This product delivers real results. The morning after I had applied it my skin feels so soft and reinvigorated. After just a few nights my visage had immediately started to even out. My acne scars and dark spots are slowly clearing up. Plus my hyperpigmentation seems to be gradually disappearing. I couldn’t be happier! It’s really made a huge difference in the appearance of my skin. I just love the changes I am seeing in my complexion. I was kindly gifted with this guy but Korres has found a new fan in me. I will for sure be repurchasing it! (I rarely do that).

Introducing the latest member of the Wella’s ELEMENTS paraben-free, sulfate-free care range. This hair strengthening serum boosts each hair fiber up to 85% firmer. This leave-in, no rinse product is said to be used after conditioned hair but I like to spritz it while styling my mane and use it as a finishing sheen. I noticed that I get so much volume that way. It gives my signature curled up hair a beautiful pop and makes it look alive, almost cloud-like fluffy. It gives a little (lot!) bit of hold even. Its tropical fruits-y mango/apricot-like scent is absolutely divine. The smell is not too overpowering but being Caribbean I might be a little biased here =) This kind of smell turns off be some but it lingers for a little while. It does go away eventually (sadly for me).

I am the ultimate snacker so you know I had to slip these two in :D

If you follow me on snapchat (@daconcreterose) then you shouldn’t be surprised that the Black Pepper-flavored Snapea Crisps made it to my faves. I discovered these yummy munchies while grocery shopping on an empty stomach - which I would not recommend. Chips and puffs usually have little to no nutritional value for the amount of fat and sodium they contain. These dehydrated green peas crisps are a great alternative to greasy potato chips (which I shamefully love) they definitely help me stay on a {somewhat} healthy track. The peas are ground up and mixed with rice into the mold of a snap, creating this delectable grub. A bag of these gets easily destroyed in just one seating.

On the not so healthy but oh-so-delish end of the tidbits spectrum are these Ice Cream Creations Dulce de Leche Chips Ahoy! cookies. I literally finished this box in 3..ok 2 days. Following the deliciousness of its chocolate chip flavor, I wasn’t at all surprised to find that these were going to give me all of my life, AND more. SIDENOTE: Milk is a great companion to these wafers. Trust and believe. Not only does it offer the cozy taste of frozen cream, it’s also a nod to another of my dessert faves, dulce de leche! Can someone say the best of both worlds?! They feature the classic soft-and-chewy cookie that I love. This time, however, it’s jam-packed with the creamy caramel sauce chunks. I.cannot.deal. The first bite transports me to a walk in the streets of Bueno Aires, something I’m desperate for as the hot weather is long gone. Don’t walk to your grocery store’s cookie aisle for this, run!

And that wraps up my holy grail products from last year. Please do share the items that you couldn’t put down throughout 2016. Any food you’d think think I’d like? Sound off in the comments section below!

DISCLAIMER: Some items were purchased with my own coinTs, unless marked with a (*) then these are products that were sent by mail or gifted to me at an event without any pressure for review. Thoughts/opinions are as always my own (how boring to take someone else’s ;P)

SOURCES: cocooncenter.co.uk, www.foodeducate.com, http://www.webmd.com.