Nourishing Mango Mud Mask

Did you ever see that YouTube clip of the documentary about the mothers who breastfeed their kids into the ages of 8 or 10? It’s okay. You don’t have to see it. I pretty much just told you what it’s about.

Well, it bugs me that when I think of mangoes, I think of that documentary. There’s a moment when, this girl (who is clearly above the age of 9) says about breastfeeding: “It’s better than a million mangoes.” **

I like mangoes a lot, and I’d take up argument on that subject if I could. But I can’t. Because I don’t remember breastfeeding and I really don’t want to refresh my memory at this point.

Anyway, let’s just say that this mask is as good as a million mangoes.

Fiance oohed and ahhed last night every time he looked at my face, but it may also be that he’s in that post-week-of-no-Betty honeymoon phase. When I got home, he was curled up in a little ball in the corner of the room, sobbing. I haven’t been able to pry him from me since.

Not really. But sometimes I like to think I’m just that awesome.

FOOD BLOGGERS: Tomorrow will be Food On Your Face: Mangoes, and you should find the links to your recipes with mangoes and have them locked and loaded for tomorrow. For, yet again, we’re going to linky party it up, so I know what to do with the excess mangoes I have in my life right now. Come back tomorrow! Link! Love.
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Nourishing Mango Mud Mask

• 1/4 of a mango, chopped in pieces
• 1 Tbsp white clay or finely ground oats
• 1 Tbsp. honey
• 1/4 c. milk or heavy cream (add more for consistency)

Chop your mango into pieces and toss into your food processor or blender. Whir it up until they’re nice and pasty. Add the milk and honey, and blend more. Then add your clay (which can be easily found at Mountain Rose Herbs or any number of local natural foods stores) or finely ground oats. Blend until smooth. (As noted in the pic above, it’s okay to have some chunks.)

Apply to a clean face and leave on for 15 minutes. Wash off with a warm washcloth.

Why you would want to use this mask: This mask is great for pretty much any skin type, as I’ve included ingredients that will help anyone from oily to dry. Honey and milk will moisturize, but they’ll also help slough off dead skin and leave new fresh, glowing faces in their wake. We’ll learn all about mango tomorrow, but suffice it to say, it’s up there in goodness with kiwi.

This mask is, as stated, nourishing. That’s how my skin felt afterward. Nourished. Like 10-year-olds feel when they’re breastfed (haha, sorry). Seriously, though, this is definitely a mask that brings life to bored skin.

New Addition to the Crunchy Betty Gallery!

First of all, let me just point out that this mask would be a great one to do for the gallery. It’s lovely to photograph, and the scent is nummy. (That has nothing to do with photography, I’m just saying you’ll enjoy it.)

If you haven’t been keeping track, we’re now up to 6 lovely crunchy faces in the gallery with the addition of: Oh Honestly, Erin!

You should go read her stuff. All of it. She’s hilarious and quick and leads a very charming life. I have a little crush, I admit.

And check out the pictures in the Gallery of Crunchy Betties before you’re off. Your shining face could be in there. These are women who are brave, beautiful, and not afraid to show their stuff. And nothing says you can’t be one of them, too. So mush, mash, smear, and blog it.

The world is waiting to see you … with food on your face.

In love and weirded-out-by-breastfeeding-preteens crunch!

**So, it turns out I’m a goof. She didn’t say “a million mangoes” she said “a million melons.” I remembered this whilst making blueberry pancakes and talking to my next-door-neighbor Turu. (I want to give her a cute nickname, but her name is so cute already, we’re sticking with it.) Any self-respecting writer would go and change this post, so it was correct and topical. HOWEVER, since the whole thing is really based around the breastfeeding idea, I can’t, without ditching and starting over. Therefore, enjoy my momentary lapse of memory, and point and laugh uproariously. I deserve it. Mangoes.