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The Best Ankle and Wrist Weights: Bala Bangles Review


I’m the kind of person who goes to the gym once a year. It’s not because I don’t like to exercise—quite the opposite, actually—but when given the choice, I’d much rather go for an outdoor run or a yoga class with my best friend.

The thing about the gym is that, well, I hate it. It makes me incredibly uncomfortable—I’m tiny (at 5’1″) and there’s something unbearable I find about going to a bro-y weight room and feeling like all eyes are on me as I reach for the lightest dumbbells possible. I’d sooner run in a blizzard or extreme heat (trust me, I’ve done both) than sign up for another gym membership. The feeling that I’m being watched is probably all in my head, but I’d venture to guess that I’m not the only one struck by impostor syndrome anytime they step into a weight room.

So when I came across the weighted ankle and wrist bands from Bala Bangles they changed everything for me. To be honest, I was first interested in them because of how cute they are. As someone who owns a matchy-matchy workout set for every day of the week, I’m in way too deep in the athleisure life to buy old school wrist and ankle weights from the 80s. If I was going to start incorporating weighted ankle or wrist bands into my workouts they’d have to vibe with my * lewk *.

Bala Bangles look like accessories—they come in muted hues (blush, bone, sand, emerald, heather, and charcoal) and have a clean, matte finish. The whole thing is very Instagram-friendly. But there’s more to them than that—there are the health benefits, of course.

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The upside to adding ankle and wrist weights to your workout is pretty simple: When you add resistance to a workout, you have to exert more energy. When you use more energy, you increase your heart rate, burn fat, and build muscle. So, seeing that me and my chicken-wing arms could use some extra muscle (I want to hold arm balances for longer!), I immediately incorporated Bala Bands into my routine. They come as 1 pound or 2 pound weights. I went for the 1 pounders, and I like how easily I can move them from my wrists to my ankles depending on the exercise (like planks or bicycle kicks). Plus, I can adjust the size so they don’t slide up down my arm or ankle.

I didn’t know this when I first discovered them, but Bala Bangles have been around for some time now. The idea to modernize the weighted ankle and wrist bands first came to owners Natalie Holloway, a certified yoga instructor, and Max Kislevitz, her now-husband, while they were on sabbatical in Southeast Asia a few years ago. Both passionate about movement and exercise, Holloway says their aha-moment came after a yoga class in Indonesia.





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Gorillapod Review: The $29 Amazon Tripod


There’s a photo I just adore. It’s of my daughter taking her first real steps out in the wild — not just the ones where she teetered inside of our home and then quickly fell. One knee is up high and wide because she doesn’t quite know where to plant her foot, and walking next to her is my husband. The picture is from behind and it’s as perfect as a novice can get, but there’s one thing wrong with it — I’m not in it.

In fact, I’m not in a lot of these milestone family moments. The vignettes of my daughter smashing her first cupcake or tasting her first slice of pizza while sitting on the sidewalk are crowning achievements, and everyone that matters is in the background, except me. I was behind the camera, positioning people around the sun to avoid being swallowed by shadows. I enjoy capturing these events, but—like most moms, I imagine—I just want to be in some.

When I ask my husband to take the photo he’s great, but the trajectory of me spotting something sweet happening, then pausing to ask him to find his phone, then adding myself to the activity is essentially a lifetime for a 22-month-old. If we don’t act fast enough her cute pizza-eating is over and she’s moved onto something else and she’s not bookable for reshoots.

I first read about this common dilemma earlier this year — a mom blogged that she wanted to be in family photos and hated that she had to ask for someone to take her picture — and Chrissy Teigen’s recent Instagram post about being the “designated photo taker” motivated me to solve this and find a quick way to mount my phone anywhere and anytime. After researching easy-to-use iPhone mounts and tripods, I settled on this funny looking Joby Gorillapod Compact Tripod mount for $29 (it’s normally $49) because it was small and had good reviews. I didn’t want anything complicated.

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I purchased an additional Square Jellyfish Mount for $10 (it was on sale at the time) because the Gorillapod connects to cameras not phones, but I read the whole system was easy to connect. When it arrived, all I had to do was twist the metal Square Jellyfish mount onto a tiny little screw at the top of the Gorillapod and twist. It took all of three seconds.





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Dare Me Review: USA's New TV Show Is Bring It On Meets Spring Breakers—and So Addicting


“Cheerleaders tend to be the cool people in school,” Meghan Hooper, Lifetime’s SVP of original movies, co-productions, and acquisitions, told Glamour earlier this year. “It’s just this weird cultural thing we have. I think a lot of people weren’t necessarily part of that or resented it or maybe didn’t even care about it. But there’s something fun, I think, in watching this comeuppance about it. It’s a little bit of the perfect people being knocked down. It’s like Mean Girls—people have a really fun time going along with that ride.”

There is one major difference between Dare Me and Lifetime’s cheerleader fare, though. The latter is meant to be fun, campy, and over-the-top; however, there’s real nuance in Dare Me. Beth isn’t a mad-with-power Queen Bee who would make one of her teammates walk blindfold on the edge of a building just because she can. (No joke: That was a plot point in one of the Lifetime movies.) Rather, she’s a three-dimensional human being whose choices are fully understandable (or at least comprehendible). Dare Me, at its core, is an exploration in why some girls turn into mean girls. And those reasons, more often or not, aren’t funny or shallow—like Cady Heron crushing on Regina George’s ex, Aaron Samuels. It’s usually messy, muddled, and sad. I think, on some level, we know this—hurt people, hurt people—but it’s nice to have a reminder.

Don’t get me wrong, Dare Me is deliriously fun. It’s chock-full of quippy one-liners, dumb, hunky guys, and neon-soaked cityscapes. But underneath all the pom-pom chanting is some real, palpable tragedy. So buckle up, my friends. Big Red has nothing on these girls.

Dare Me premieres Sunday, December 29 at 10 P.M. ET on USA Network.



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Little Women Review: Greta Gerwig's Adaptation Is Just As Good As You'd Hoped


She did. And so do the Marches, who can never decide if their passions and desires are sacred or sacrilegious. They each have flaws, or at least challenges: Meg is vain, Jo is tactless, Amy is selfish, and Beth is timid. And they each have ambition: Meg wants to run a beautiful home, Jo wants to breathe life into words, Amy wants to be noticed, and Beth wants to give and receive love. They all want to be as good as their mother (Laura Dern), who gives the scarf off her neck to a person in need. Their attempt to be good girls—and then to chafe against that and try to become great women—is so stressful that it’s a relief when Timothee Chalamet shows up as their wealthy, spoiled neighbor, looking as usual like the face a miniaturist would paint on a matchstick, and instantly starts sniffing the girls’ hair. Same with Meryl Streep, who plays the aunt, striding exquisitely into a new career phase as playing Iconic Old Bitches.

If the movie falls a little short of perfection, it does so for the same reasons as the Alcotts and the Marches did—because it reaches for it so hungrily. Every shot looks like an influencer’s Christmas card. Every other line of dialogue (mostly Alcott’s original, peppered with some additions by Gerwig) would be at home an Etsy throw pillow. I don’t mean to diss or diminish Gerwig’s work—Christmas cards are beautiful, and great quotes are put on merchandise for a reason. Louisa May Alcott was radical but this movie is not, and that makes it infinitely comforting. It also helps us understand why there have been seven remakes of a movie about wonderful young women living during chattel slavery.

Timothee Chalamet as Laurie in Little Women.©Columbia Pictures/Courtesy Everett Collection

The exceptionally dreamy cast of actors stride from season to perfectly-captured season, over sandy beaches and snowy fields and leaf-covered hills and rainy cobblestones. Watching them grow and love and experience loss feels like unwrapping a gift and seeing that it’s an album of family photos you had thought were lost. Or at least it did to me, a person who was raised in a family so devoted to Little Women that multiple members of it are named after the characters.

But watching it, I wished the movie’s actors and creators, in their determination to be perfect, could read the words of Mary Oliver, another American woman writer who was influenced by Transcendentalism:

You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.

Little Women is devastating and exquisite and a little bit limited. And next time, we hope Meryl and Saoirse do a buddy comedy.

Jenny Singer is a staff writer at Glamour.



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Sleep and Glow Pillow Review: Best Pillow for Preventing Wrinkles


Some people are side sleepers; others are stomach sleepers. I am a smoosh sleeper. That’s not a technical term for a sleep position, but it’s the only way to describe what happens when I reach REM cycle: My body twists at an angle that’s just past side sleeping, but not quite stomach sleeping. My face follows suit, until the bottom half slides into the pillow, and my cheek starts squishing my nose. It makes me snore, it amuses my husband, and it apparently is also giving me wrinkles, according to dermatologists.

“If you consistently sleep on the side of your face, you may see lines develop from the pressure,” Devika Icecreamwala, M.D., a board-certified dermatologist with Icecreamwala Dermatology in San Francisco, tells Glamour. I have no problem with run-of-the-mill wrinkles—I see them as signs of a long life well-lived. I also find crow’s-feet very chic. That being said, I don’t necessarily want to add preventable, pillow-inflicted lines from my own smooshing into the mix. When an Instagram ad for Sleep&Glow—an futuristic pillow—crossed my feed, I knew I needed to try it. (After I got over my fear of Siri watching me sleep, that is. How does the algorithm know?) It was covered in silk, fashioned from memory foam, designed specifically for side sleepers, and promised to be antiaging. In short, I needed it immediately.

My Sleep&Glow arrived a few days later, in all its bizarre-looking glory. It resembles a bubble letter H turned on its side, thanks to the dips and curves of its six “sleeping zones.” It disrupts all previous principles of pillow architecture. It is the Picasso of pillows.

“The side cradles, Zones 1 and 2, are for side sleeping,” says cofounder Tikhon Oleinikov. “Your face should be positioned into the side cradles so that the skin around your lips, eyes, and cheeks floats in the air. This way, your skin won’t get compressed and sleep wrinkles won’t form.” Zone 3, a circular indent at the center, is meant to help train you to sleep on your back—the best way to sleep, according to experts. Zones 4, 5, and 6 provide support for your head, neck, and shoulders. All are ensconced in silk, which Icecreamwala says “glides over your face and reduces the skin-tugging that could contribute to fine lines.” That sounds wonderful, but after running through the intricacies of the six zones, I was skeptical that I could actually sleep in the Sleep&Glow.

Luckily, looks are deceiving, and sinking into this thing feels like diving into a squishy—yet supportive—cloud. The tiered indentations on each side mean I cannot smoosh my face anymore; my jaw and ear are held in place by Zone 2 so that—just like Oleinikov says—my cheeks and nose float, lightly grazing Zone 1. The first night I tried it, I had a lovely dream about being cradled in John Mayer’s arms (obviously a result of how sweetly the Sleep&Glow cradled my head).

I’ve noted a few more benefits over the past month of use. My nostrils are no longer congested, due to all the floating, so I breathe easier and snore less (or so I’ve been told by my husband). I’ve also noticed that some of the acne around my cheeks and chin has cleared up. “The oils on your face transfer to your pillowcase while you are sleeping, and that oil and residue can build up over time and clog your pores,” Icecreamwala says. Because my skin is no longer smooshed against a pillow for eight-ish hours a night, I no longer suffer from pillow-inflicted pore clogging. I haven’t seen a difference in regards to wrinkles yet, but that’s really more of a preventative thing. Ask me again in a decade or so.

As for the price tag, a $159 “antiaging” pillow may be a little (or a lot) indulgent, seeing as regular silk pillowcases reduce the risk of fine lines at a (usually) lower price point. “It is true they may help reduce skin friction,” says Oleinikov. “However, a woman’s head weighs around 11 pounds, and if you sleep on your side or stomach, no pillowcase can stop gravitation and wrinkle formation.” Do with that information what you will. I’ll be over here snuggling my 11-pound head into Zone 2 of a Sleep&Glow and dreaming of John Mayer.

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Jessica L. Yarbrough is a freelance beauty journalist in Savannah, Georgia. Follow her @jessicalyarbrough_.





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Bombshell Review: The Fox News Drama Gives a Revealing Look at the Toxic Sexism of Roger Ailes


With Kelly as narrator, Bombshell breaks the fourth wall with asides to the audience (of a colleague who lasciviously compliments her dress as she walks through the Fox newsroom, Kelly says he’s not a creep, he’s just “ambitious”). That, along with the brusque, overly-explanatory style—a signature of writer Charles Randolph—falls flat. The device works in Randolph’s explanation of the 2008 financial crisis, The Big Short, because of the complexity of the financial system, but here, the asides are unnecessary and distracting.

Margot Robbie’s terrific Kayla, an “evangelical millennial” and aspiring anchor, is the most heartrending part of the film. While her character isn’t strictly true, she’s an amalgam of all the women Ailes subjected to his lechery, the ones who, unlike Carlson or Kelly, didn’t have enough star power or leverage to share publicly what had happened to them. One of the most crushing scenes in Bombshell is when Kayla breaks down telling her co-worker—the fantastic Kate McKinnon, who plays a (fictional) closeted lesbian producer—she “gave in” to Ailes.

More than anything, that’s what Bombshell gets right: the agonizing position workplace harassment puts women in. Carlson, in the movie and in reality, eventually settles the suit for $20 million, with the caveat that she’s forbidden from discussing what happened. (The real-life Carlson is now campaigning to end the use of nondisclosure agreements and forced arbitration that prevent women from speaking up.)

Near the end of the movie, Kayla ticks off the list of never-ending questions for women who’ve been harassed. What did I do to bring this on? Will I always be seen as a victim? If I come forward, will this define me? As in real life, the film leaves them unanswered.

Rebecca Nelson is a magazine writer based in Brooklyn. Her work regularly appears in The Washington Post, ELLE, GQ and many other publications.



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