Showing posts with label spf 30. Show all posts
Showing posts with label spf 30. Show all posts

Thursday, June 16, 2016

The Sun has come out. Cruelty Free Sunscreen Update

The forecast for the weekend says we're in for a hot one so don't forget the sunscreen. 

Wearing sunscreen every day is a must. I'm paler than pale so it's a necessity not a luxury. Breathing in the toxic fumes from the aerosol  version is not what I want for me or you or any furry little friend. Apparently SPF Sunscreen creams are better for you than the sprays, (This statement needs further investigation) which is annoying for me straight off the bat because I must confess to loving the convenience of a spray all the while holding my breath.

Sunday, August 2, 2015

No Scream Sunscreen- cruelty free spf sunscreen review

Wearing sunscreen every day is a must. I'm paler than pale so it's a necessity not a luxury. Breathing in the toxic fumes from the aerosol  version is not what I want for me or you or any furry little friend. Apparently SPF Sunscreen creams are better for you than the sprays, (This statement needs further investigation) which is annoying for me straight off the bat because I must confess to loving the convenience of a spray all the while holding my breath.

With a cream it's harder to reach every place under the rolls and folds and much easier to miss spots and end up looking like I stuck part of my body to a grill turning me into the other, other white meat.

Today I'll review 3 brands of animal friendly SPF sunscreen creams, all with the The Leaping Bunny stamp or the PETA seal of approval.
  • Kiss My Face Sensitive Side 3 in 1 SPF 30
  • Alba Botanica Hawaiian Sunscreen SPF 30
  • The Honest Company SPF 30
Kiss My Face Sensitive Side 3 in 1 SPF 30 for $12.99

Today (Friday) is a hot one! Providing me with the perfect opportunity to try out my new furry friendly sun screens. I prop myself up outside in the sun at Coffee Bean in Brentwood (come say Hi).  I watch the beautiful people walk by in their version of "The Real World" and I stare enviously at their dry, toned, sun caressed bodies.
All too quickly I look like the sun decided to take a leak on me. I'm not dry, not one bit and nor do I look it. I'm sitting here in the sun sweatin' bullets all in the name of this review (yeh, that and vanity, lets see if I actually tan) wondering how do the beautiful inhabitants of Los Angeles manage to carry off this dry look effortlessly. Unattractive & embarrassing beads of sweat travel from the crease in my elbow down the inside of my arm, to name just one place and I'm left thinking of the saying "horses sweat, men perspire, women merely glow". Well giddy up because I'm obviously a total ride and ready to race in the next Derby!