Mid-week is the perfect time for a mini-review of the famous Elizavecca Milky Piggy Carbonated Bubble Clay Mask. (Update: my word counter tells me that "mini" review is a lie. Eh, everything's relative!) This mask is old news; it's a classic example of skincaretainment, and the product is more well-known for its entertainment value than the actual effects on the skin. That's partly why I've avoided it until now, but it's summer and my skin is a slimy mess in this humidity so it's very ready for an occasional clay mask. Why not one that inflates into a comically wide cloud of foam while on your face, making you look like a pixar character while doing double duty of first cleansing and clay mask style deep pore cleansing all in one go?
Sounds too good to be true, right? Plus, lots of people have used this mask, including fellow Snailcast podcaster Fifty Shades of Snail, so I purchased a jar of it and give it a try. Then I dropped all irritants out of my routine and tried it again. Sometimes, you have to just have to hurt yourself twice to confirm something is bad news.
Before using this mask the second time, I skipped anything that would compromise my moisture barrier for at least a week: no acid exfoliants, no manual exfoliants, no tretinoin, nothing to weaken my skin barrier or make me more sensitive. I wanted to make sure there was no chance the culprit was just piling clay on top of sensitive skin. Unfortunately, it still left my skin screaming for mercy and I smothered its cries with snail gel to recover.
There is an inner jar lid/seal to keep air from reacting to the product. |
In this post:
- Product details
- Ingredients
- What it did to my face
- What I'd rather use instead
Before using this mask the second time, I skipped anything that would compromise my moisture barrier for at least a week: no acid exfoliants, no manual exfoliants, no tretinoin, nothing to weaken my skin barrier or make me more sensitive. I wanted to make sure there was no chance the culprit was just piling clay on top of sensitive skin. Unfortunately, it still left my skin screaming for mercy and I smothered its cries with snail gel to recover.