After 17 years of living in Chicago, I know exactly when the weather flips late October, sometimes it waits until November, but it’s always sudden. One day I’m fine, the next my skin can’t keep up no matter how much I slather on. That wind does not play.
My whole face-cream philosophy comes down to one thing: heavy duty, thick, creamy but somehow still giving me that glass skin dew. I’ll admit I’m a sucker for a gel cream. I’ll pick one up, admire the packaging, convince myself this is the year gel creams and I make it work. And then I side-eye it back onto the shelf, because what exactly is this little lightweight cream going to do against a Chicago wind that’s actively trying to take my face off? At the same time, I don’t want my skin to feel like I laid my head in a jar of Vaseline for eight hours either. It’s a balance.
So here’s what’s actually in my rotation the ones that earned their spot through an actual Chicago fall and winter, not just a nice-sounding ingredient list.