What the Eff Is a Rose Quartz Face Massage?
Megan O’Neill is new to goop—and the initiation process involves a pretty fantastic learning curve. Here, her adventures in onboarding, goop-style:
Crunched into a middle seat, I’ve been half asleep, head bobbing listlessly, for about six hours. Once we land at LAX, I have less than half an hour to make a 10 a.m. meeting at goop HQ. No time to rinse my face, smooth my haywire hair, change out of my plane clothes, or spruce myself up in the airport bathroom.
Rose Quartz Soothing
Face-Massage Roller goop, $45
Active Botanical Serum goop, $185
Ten minutes later, I’m in a Lyft flying down Sepulveda. I roll down the window and lean my head out. The sun feels stupendous after 3,000 miles of chilled, stale airplane air.
But my skin is pretty lifeless, and I look oddly puffy. This is not me being ridiculous; it’s real: Inactivity causes the body to retain water, which leads to bloat. The antidote is exercise, or even just a quick stroll up and down the plane every hour. My sallow complexion is also not my imagination. The recycled, high-altitude air is super dry, so our skin’s hydration levels plummet during long flights.
If I had time, I’d sprint around the block to get some color in my cheeks. Instead, I pull out the newest goop product, a face roller made of rose quartz, along with the miracle-working Vintner’s Daughter oil I always carry. Everybody’s been raving about the roller—this is the moment of truth.
I smooth the oil over my face and, holding the roller in one hand, start rolling, from my chin up and out across my cheeks. The quartz feels beautifully smooth and cool as I trace it slowly across my cheeks. The motion and the weight of the stone help release tension in facial muscles and promote circulation. I start on my forehead. The coolness of the stone and the warmth of the sun play off each other, and I sink into the seat with a sigh so heartfelt, the driver shoots me a look in the mirror.
I continue rolling from the middle of my forehead out to the right, and then to the left. I work the small end of the roller—it’s conveniently double-sided—gently across my lids and under-eyes. The oil makes the rolling even smoother, and the roller gently presses the precious, powerful active ingredients into my skin.
My mood has shifted by the time the car stops. The panic has dissipated, and my face feels and—I swear—looks energized, the way I look after a four-mile run or a rigorous yoga class. I’m amazingly soothed and much more awake, ready for the meeting.
- G. LABEL ERIN RUFFLE-NECK BLOUSE, goop, $375
My success with the roller continues back home in Brooklyn. I like to store it in the fridge overnight; in the morning, its chilled surface feels especially fantastic against my skin. (Anything cold is depuffing and vasoconstricting.) It also continues to live in my bag for emergency use in cabs and Lyfts, where a few swipes of the roller across my cheeks, forehead, and temples leaves me soothed, smoothed, and composed, with a next-level glow and a smile on my face.
These are the musings and opinions of Megan O’Neill based on her own personal experience. Individual responses can vary greatly.