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SATURDAY NIGHT VS. SUNDAY MORNING

"You live for Saturday nights that lead you to foreign lands: basement bars with spotty reception, or a flirty detour into the service kitchen after dinner."

By Helena Madonna

Our weekends are the reward that breaks the rhythm of the workweek.

By 7pm Saturday, your bathroom sink might be overflowing with the steps of your beauty routine or maybe you skip that altogether, too eager to start the night. Maybe it’s glam on-the-go, with a mini setting spray or strong-hold hair gel.

But while we know our Saturday night rituals by heart, what about the Sunday morning comedown? Your guiltiest UberEats order may come to mind… but what about the rest?

Welcome to your 48-hour beauty ritual cycle. No matter how you may spend your evenings, we've got your morning starter packs covered, from haircare to skincare tools. Even if you're down to your last brain cell by the end of the workweek, we've got everything you need to prime, party, repair and repeat.

SATURDAY NIGHT: THE CLUB RAT

You live for Saturday nights that lead you to foreign lands: basement bars with spotty reception, or a flirty detour into the service kitchen after dinner. Your phone battery’s never above 10%, yet somehow you still manage to document the entire night.

You’re draped in fur or sequins – any texture that announces your arrival. Your tights are worn in, decorated with tears and ladders: the aftermath of a good time, or proof of your commitment to the aesthetic? You like to keep people guessing.

To you, smudged is sexy, whether it’s eyeliner, lipstick or the camera lens. Your hair carries that same chaotic charm: bedhead, with intention. And when pins won’t cut it anymore? There’s always a trusty gel in your bag to hold it down.

SUNDAY MORNING: THE RECOVERY QUEEN

Here we go again... Have you done a stocktake of last night’s belongings? It’s always a pleasant surprise when you make it home with everything you left with. The timeline from the night before is usually a blur of brief but loud conversations with strangers over blaring music and blinding mirror selfies lit by flash.

Sunday mornings are made for reflection, sometimes tinged with regret, but mostly filled with the quiet joy of piecing those broken timelines back together.

You back it up like nobody else; you have your recovery routine down to a fine science, so you barely need our help. First, you're in dire need of a coffee or maybe five. You’ll take it iced or hot, black or milky, as long as it’s strong enough to cure your pounding headache.

Next, your skin and scalp are in desperate need of a detox. Scrubs and clarifiers only, this is not a job for amateurs. And finally, the holy grail: de-puffing. Lymphatic drainage is essential. Not just for your face and body, but for your ability to do it all again next Saturday.

SATURDAY NIGHT: THE SOBER RAVER

You cherish your Saturdays and want to remember and savour every moment. No distractions, no fog.

You love pulsating beneath fast rhythms in loud fabrics that sway with you. Your favourite place to be is amidst a jolting, crowded dancefloor with your closest friends assembled. You’re all about making a lasting impression, especially if that impression lingers as a scent. If your glam isn’t gleaming in the disco ball’s reflection, you haven’t prepped right. You live for anything that shimmers and shines – your skin was born to glow in a crowd.

When it comes to hair, your locks crave movement on the dancefloor. You need bounce that'll last while holding its shape, so your pre-rave routine always starts with a mousse. Because sober doesn’t mean subtle and when the lights come up, you're still sparkling.

SUNDAY MORNING: THE HERBAL HEALER

Since you woke up fresh and without a hangover, you won't need much to get you going. A herbal tea or lemon water will do, although a buttery pastry wouldn't hurt. Your Sunday mornings are slow yet healing, a reset for the week ahead. You open your windows to bask in the fresh air while burning a smudge stick. You may light a candle or two. You gently cleanse, skin and locks. Enough to clean but nothing too abrasive.

SATURDAY NIGHT: THE IT GIRL

On a night out, you’re found in the hazy corner of an exclusive vinyl bar, pretending you don’t want to be approached. You’re a Type A cosplaying as a Type B. You might seem to go with the flow of a casual bar hop, but in truth, every move is part of a secret schedule.

You work hard but play even harder. You’ll sip anything with a salt rim or a few olives, convincing yourself there isn’t a hangover waiting at the bottom of the glass. You act like the work week doesn’t exist but the tray of shots says otherwise.

People are always stunned at how your hair stays flawless through the night (and into the morning) without a strand out of place. Your secret weapon? A high-gloss finishing spray that acts like a top coat, delivering shine, hold, and enough stamina to keep up with your calendar.

SUNDAY MORNING: THE RECHARGE RITUALIST

You might not feel that inner glow, but you’re faking it flawlessly thanks to the overnight mask you slapped on at 3am. Before you even think about tackling your Sunday to-do list (while wrapped in a robe, wearing your largest sunglasses and fluffiest slippers), you need to wake up properly.

You're serious about caffeine. Friends describe you as someone who aggressively drinks coffee. It’s a piping-hot double shot espresso or nothing. You demand quick efficiency and that goes for your skincare and haircare too.

The key to your Sunday morning recharge ritual are products that can work their magic while you go about your day: an intensive hair mask, a pair of depuffing eye jellies and a giant claw clip.

SATURDAY NIGHT: THE SILVER SIREN

You’ll never retire from a good time. Although you may respect your bedtime a little more these days, you never let the commitment to a good night's rest interfere with your weekend plans. You're not out to prove anything, you're out to enjoy yourself.

You're all about chic comfort, refined yet relaxed. You've freed your feet from the harsh restrictions of a stiletto and they now sit comfortably in quiet-luxury coded flats. Your strands are no longer coloured and slicked tight; they're now a gleaming silver and fall gracefully from your loose twist. Instead of a jam packed pub crawl, your Saturday nights relax into a slow dinner service over good conversation, and maybe a little boogie at your favourite local.

SUNDAY MORNING: THE SLOW BEAUTY SEEKER

You’ve always cherished a slow Sunday morning and over time, you’ve come to see it as essential. This kind of luxury isn't loud – you’re all about nourishment over noise.

You might light a candle, steep something herbal and spend a few leisurely hours in a silk robe. Your morning prep begins not with a primer, but with intention: a few drops of Deep Serum by Noto massaged into your skin. A layer of Oribe's cooling Serene Scalp Soothing Leave On Treatment. And finally, Leif's Wild Rosella Body Lotion to lock in softness.

This is your version of the after-party: fresh linen, warm sunlight, classical music and zero urgency. You’re not avoiding the world, you're just relaxing in your own.

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