I’ve long been a beauty product junkie. I don’t wear much makeup, but I deeply love the process of taking care of myself. The rituals of skincare, dry brushing, long showers with body scrubs and masks and body oils. The process of getting made up, on the rare occasion that I do, brings me a sense of peace and calm (one of my versions of hyygge). But when I learned a few years ago that these rituals may be contributing to hormonal issues, build-up of toxic metals in my body and possibly even cancer, those once soothing parts of my days became overwhelming and scary.