I goop My Sleep Routine
Megan O’Neill is new to goop—and the initiation process involves a pretty fantastic learning curve. Here, her adventures in onboarding, goop-style:
I’m a month into my new gig as the senior beauty editor at goop, and already my life is changing: I’ve always had a crunchy, alterna side, but as you might imagine, this is next-level. At some companies, you become a wiz at building Excel matrices; at goop, you need that, too, but you also need to know the most beneficial bacteria for your gut, which essential oil to use for what, and how to resist the siren song of chef Thea’s oven-fried ghee chicken as the scent wafts from the goop kitchen to the adjacent edit office.
I get back from my introductory week in LA (I’m in the New York office) determined to goop my sleep routine: I don’t get enough, and the bright-eyed LA staff had some suggestions for me. My issue is that to avoid feeling like all I do is work, eat dinner, and dissolve into bed, I tend to put off the last step—going to bed—until late. Which is no good for someone who aims to wake up at 6:30 am three times a week for yoga.
I’ve lugged home some products, along with a determination to create a new, healthier sleep routine. I can’t wait to try the first: Sleep Inner Beauty Powder from The Beauty Chef. The idea is an instant, turbocharged golden milk—the turmeric-milk-honey elixir that has purportedly calmed nerves, minimized inflammation, and supported digestive health in the Ayurvedic tradition for centuries. In this golden milk, botanical extracts like lemon balm and passionflower (both are clinically proven to bring on drowsiness and used in Western medicine to combat anxiety) mix with sour cherry (a powerful source of melatonin, which helps regulate sleep), gut-balancing probiotics, and of course, antioxidant-rich, famously anti-inflammatory turmeric. Each ingredient is fermented, not only to increase potency but also bioavailability. The idea is improving skin with nutrients, along with extra (or better) sleep.
An hour before my idea of what my bedtime should actually be (the powder apparently takes an hour to really kick in) I warm a cup of almond milk (any milk will do, but make it warm, not hot, as hot kills the probiotics in the powder), pour it into a mug with a dram of farmer’s market honey (the mixture is faintly sweet, but I love a little extra honey) and a teaspoon of sleep powder and mix until it’s a creamy yellow.
The clove-, cinnamon-, and ginger-infused concoction is the healthiest comfort food I have ever tasted: creamy, unctuous, deeply soothing. Instead of fiddling around the house or YouTube-ing music videos into the night, I go straight for my nightly shower—which tonight I find even more pacifying than usual.
The Beauty Chef Sleep Inner Beauty Powder
Sooth-Calm-Sleep. A delicious blend of herbs and spices, with anti-inflammatory properties, created to aid deep, restful sleep and help manage the stress of sleeplessness. A tired body needs rejuvenating for the skin to appear less fatigued. This formula supports the body’s natural antioxidant activities, which are increased during the sleep cycle. Lemon balm is used to help promote sleep as well as to offer relief for nervousness and restlessness, to soothe, and calm; passionflower provides extra support during times of stress. This sleep-boosting formula also contains bio-fermented papaya and turmeric, along with 1.5 million probiotics per serve to encourage digestive health.
I stumble from the shower to my bed, where the second sleep-enhancer from goop HQ, Pure Calm Wellness Oil from Uma, awaits. The bottle is gorgeous and so is the lavender, jasmine, and vetiver scent; I smooth it between my toes, where the skin is thinnest and thus most absorbent, and on the soles of my feet.
It’s now 10:45 pm—two hours earlier than my usual bedtime, but the creamy turmeric cloud is impossible to resist. I peel back my sheets and open Manhattan Beach by Jennifer Egan (new member of the #goopbookclub!) to read for an hour or so. But the next thing I know—impossibly—my alarm is buzzing: 6:30 am. I feel uncharacteristically alert for this hazy hour, not just ready for yoga and suspiciously smooth-skinned, but most incredibly, not wishing with all my might for five more minutes on the snooze button. My bedside lamp is still on, my book is askew in the sheets beside me. There wasn’t even time to dog-ear the page.