There is something almost magical about it. You apply a mask, turn on your favorite music or TV series, brew tea with bergamot and now you are not in a hurry, not worried, not saving the world. Just relaxing.
I have tried different ones: cleansing with clay, moisturizing with aloe, shining with vitamin C. Sometimes I experiment, sometimes I return to proven favorites. Each of them has its own character, like friends. One will help refresh your face after a sleepless night, another will relieve fatigue after a hard day.
But you know what is most important? A mask on my face is like a sign that I belong to myself now. Not to work, not to business, not to other people's expectations. To myself.
So yes, I love masks. Because they not only improve the skin, but also remind me that there is nothing selfish in taking care of myself. This is the basis. This is a small thank you to my body and soul.