Maria Del Russo

My name is Maria Del Russo, and I hold these truths to be self-evident: A cheese plate is a perfectly respectable meal. A pack of shredded cheese is a grea

Nobody is perfect — not even a beauty editor. We may preach the gospel of SPF and slather on the stuff with fervour, but sometimes we slip up. We openly

“Did you see the photo I posted of Kelly* at the beach the other day?” my friend asked over coffee one day. I froze. A few weeks earlier, in a

My first flirtation with online dating was in early 2011 during my junior year of college. I’d finally broken up with my first (and worst) boyfriend, and

I remember certain things about puberty vividly, like shaving my armpits for the first time while my family waited downstairs impatiently before a trip to

Bar soaps kinda grossed me out for a while. Maybe it was the look of them, dried and cracked on a soap dish. Maybe it was the fact that every single time I

Even though I spent most of my teenage years training to be a ballet dancer, I'd never use the word “athletic” to describe myself. To me,

I've done a lot of weird shit in the name of beauty, but having the plasma from my own blood injected into my face with a needle might take the cake.

If you're one of the people who finds themselves taking the ultimate plunge during this engagement season, congrats! You might be fielding thrilled te

If you're single, you've likely encountered the kind of person who has seemingly mastered the art of dating. After ending a long-term relationshi