Clarins Specialist Karen Lurie on Skin Care and the Feminine Face of Boston

Karen Lurie, skin care consultant

Contact Karen at Lord and Taylor 617 262 6000, x244

– by Jon Cotton

Once a rail yard for the Boston and Albany Railroad, the Prudential Center is now a prominent mark on the Boston skyline and a buzzing hub of luxury stores, hotels, a spectacular observatory, and elegant glass architecture.  Many of the guests on our tours stay at the hotels there.  Opening in 1965, the Prudential Tower was once the tallest building in Boston.  As tour guides we either drive by it or see it in the distance during our tours, and many of us mention it or describe it, but how many of us know anything concrete about the culture that works and flows through it?  Well, here is a sample of the mind of one insider.

Women willing to spend on good facial skin care visit Karen Lurie at her Clarins counter at Lord and Taylor, the highest-earning Lord and Taylor Clarins counter in the US after the ones in New York and New Jersey.  “At my price point they’re there because they know on some level that there is credibility to these creams and they’re willing to shell out the money for it,” she said.  “I don’t have roller derby women rolling up to my counter buying a hundred-dollar serum when they can go to Maybelline and buy a foundation for 5 bucks at CVS.”

Surrounded by high-end, world class (expensive) brands like Gucci, Prada, and Tiffany’s, Karen compares herself to Carrie Bradshaw, lead character of HBO production Sex and the City, in her desire to provide blunt, no-nonsense advice to women of Boston about skin care, as Carrie does in the show to women of New York about sex and dating.  Her bottom-line advice to women about facial skin care is “Fix it, don’t cover it up!”  Another point she makes is that Boston women tend to – and should not – spurn colors.

“My clients,” Karen says, “are affluent, educated, polite, and conservative – and often as pale as the early American paintings in the MFA!”  They are “afraid of color,” she says, and can have “washed out faces.”  “They have no color, no inspiration, no pop,” she says, “just safe, boring colors.  Business as usual!  They think bright colors are trashy, cheap, unkempt.  They want to be taken seriously.  Someone wants a lipstick.  I show various colors.  Anything that’s not very pale or safe or conservative is considered not appropriate.”

The most important thing in face care, Karen explains, is the basic health of the skin.  Boston women often cover their face with foundation, she says, rather than seek cures for the skin problems they are covering up.  “I’m not philosophically opposed to foundation now and then,” she says, “but not as a mask.  One’s real face must be involved in the presentation.”  The colloquial phrase “to put my face on,” she says, is too close to the truth.  “You have one face; good skincare regimen with top rated research and plant extracts is an investment,” she says.  Her Clarins products seek to nurture the skin to a healthy, youthful condition.

“Boston women,” she says, “are often less aware than other cultures of the importance of skin care.”  But some women, often asian students, “will seek out the best there is.”  “I put out a product and say ‘This is the best.  It does this, this, this and that.  It costs 82 dollars,’ and people take it.”  With reference to foundation, Karen says, she will sometimes tease saleswomen at neighboring counters (which sell Estee Lauder, Landcome, Chanel, Clinique, Shiseido, and other brands) by pointing to their foundation products and saying “Look at all this brown goop!”

As a representative of the luxury Clarins skincare line at Lord and Taylor in The Prudential Center, Karen Lurie offers free facial demonstrations and advice on skin care.  She manages the third largest-producing clarins counter in the L&T chain.  Lord and Taylor Boston is at 760 Boylston Street.  Call Karen for a free skin time session at 617 262 6000, extension 244.

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Sometimes we are known as Massholes.  We live in Back Bay, the North End, Southie, Beacon Hill, Somerville, Allston, Brighton, Cambridge,JP, Fenway, Dorchesta’, the North and South shores… We club on Landsdowne and shop on Newbury. Everbody has a friend in a band who’s playing at the Middle East that everyone else has got to see.  We don’t take the flowers from those crazy ladies downtown, thinking they’re free. We think that it’s our God-given right to cut someone off in traffic. We think using your turn signal is a sign of weakness.  We always bang a left at the green light, and the on coming traffic always expects it!  We don’t pronouce “R”s (cause that sounds queer). The greatest compliment you can ever give, or get is “That’s Wicked Awesome ” We think that three straight days of 90-degree temperatures is a “Heat Wave”. We Refer to six inches of snow as a “dusting.” Say everything in town is “a five-minute walk.” Wethink that 63-degree ocean water is warm. Frappes have ice cream, milkshakes don’t. A liquor store is called a “packie” and “a drinking problem” means that all the “packies” are all closed. The smallest beer is a pint. It’s not a water fountain; it’s a bubblah. It’s not a trashcan; it’s a barrel. It’s not a shopping cart; “it’s a carriage”. It’s not a purse; “it’s a pocketbook”. They’re not franks; “Fah Christ Sakes” they’re “Hawt Dawgs”. Route 128 is I-95 & I-93 it goes North, South, East, and West. Anything west of 128 is “the boonies”. We call our subway the “T” and it doesn’t run all night. We root for a team who went 86 years without winning the World Series. We say Larry Bird is the greatest basketball player there ever will be. Ted Williams, the greatest hitter tah ever play the game. Tom Brady is “The Man!”, Drew Bledsow is just a water boy, and Bill Bellack can say whatever “the fahk” he wants, when ever “the fahk” he wants to say it. The Bruins always got a chance at the Cup, and we punch anybody who says anything bad about Bobby Orr. I yell “YANKEES SUCK”, and so does my 7 year old cousin, even when the Sox are playing the Tigers. We accept the fact that Johnny Damen goes to the same barber as Benadick Arnorld, but we don’t discuss it.  We work hard. We play harder. Our weekends start Thursday afternoons and sometimes include Tuesday nights. Our “walk of shame” is the morning after when our wallets are empty and we ran out of gas on the Mass Pike. We are guys, girls, black, white, tall, short…smart (and on scholarships), dumb (and owing more than our life’s worth in student loans…). New York Pizza at 1am is the only time we don’t bitch about “Nooh Yawk” We live for : Bars that don’t card, even if were well over 21, Warm days on the common. Cambridgeside Galleria, Copley Square, Downtown Crossing, Sunday Pats Games. Blizzards cancelling classes. Hempfest. Keg parties in Allston. Concerts at the Tweeter Center. Crazy people on the T. Bums asking our broke asses for money. All-nighters in the dorms. Marathon Monday. Drunken cab rides. Waking up in places you don’t remember going to. We think Cape Cod is a little slice of Heaven down here on Earth. We only go to church when were in trouble. We never swim the Charles but we love that dirty water.  We’re defined by the roommates we’ve had, the parties we’ve attended, the classes we’ve taken, the people we’ve kissed…and those that we’ve missed. Nights of laughter. Nights of tears. Hellos, goodbyes, “I’m sorry’s”, “I’ll call you”s, “what’s your major?’s” and everything in between …but most of all, we are the friendships we’ve made and the bonds we’ve built. The people may fade, but the memories never will. We’re just small kids in a big city… The Real Bostonians (Even when were not in Boston).

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Three if by Tour Bus : Memories of Bobby Orr and Growing up in Boston

-by Old School


Bobby Orr Statue, Some rights reserved by jason_baker84

Like many children who grew up in the Boston sports culture of the 1960’ and 70’s, I am a life long fan of this city’s sports, regardless of where I hang my hat.  Having lived nearly all of my adult life in another state, I have since returned to the 617 area code.  My wife and I recently took a tour through Boston on one of the local tour buses, and, while the tour and tour guide were as entertaining as they were educational, it was the bronze statue of Bobby Orr outside the Boston Garden (It’s always gonna be The Boston Garden!) on Causeway Street that immediately brought me back home! Continue reading