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Cloud Clean

 

This is my travel bottle. I keep the full-size bottles at home


I recently discovered another reason to keep this little bottle around.

I already like Bioten Micellar Water because it removes my makeup without making my skin complain.

With my sensitivities, that alone is enough to make a product worth keeping.

But apparently, it has another talent.

It cleans my cloud and marshmallow puffs too. ☁️

Foundation stains tend to cling to them, and because they’re soft and fluffy, I don’t like being too aggressive when I wash them.

One day, I decided to try my Bioten Micellar Water on the stained areas first.

And the foundation came off.

Excuse me?

A makeup remover that my skin likes and that helps get foundation out of my favorite puffs?

That changes things.

Now I can use a little micellar water on the stubborn spots before washing the puffs as usual, instead of rubbing and rubbing at the fabric.

Simple. Effective. No unnecessary fuss.

And considering how often I use those puffs, anything that makes keeping them clean easier earns permanent bathroom real estate.

Actually, forget permanent.

This may be hoard material. 😏

Because once I find something inexpensive, useful, and agreeable with my skin, I don’t like discovering that I’ve run out of it exactly when I need it.

So yes.

One bottle for makeup.

And perhaps a backup.

Or two.

For the clouds. ☁️


—-


With elegance and quiet fire,
Lady E


Founder, Glow by Lady E 
An editorial space for stories, art, and intentional living



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