Inhabitants of East Hampton, Southampton, and Bridgehampton love a good $46 soap, and just in time for high season, another purveyor of such indulgences has set up shop. Although Flamingo Estate, Richard Christiansen’s beautiful (and fancy) farm, is located in the Highland Park neighborhood of Los Angeles, the candles, pantry staples, and personal-care products bearing its name travel all over the world. Now a whole truckload of them is on display at the Summer Auto Body Shop, a pop-up store created with Mytheresa. It’s located in a former service station, and some of the fixtures are made from re-purposed auto parts. In addition to selling clothes for men, women, and children, the shop offers a full bounty from Flamingo Estate, along with plenty of snacks, a few freebies, and even the occasional class in flower arranging. (9 Railroad Avenue, East Hampton, New York, flamingoestate.com) —Ashley Baker
If I had to list my favorite things about myself, my hands would be at the bottom of the page. They’re remarkably small and rather, shall we say, cherubic (to put it kindly). The last thing I want to do is draw attention to them with bright nail polish or busy nail art; I’m on the ballet-pink spectrum. That is, until Chanel introduced nail-art decals featuring their interlocking-double-C logo. The new, limited-edition Set Le Vernis features two shades of the revamped Le Vernis line and a shiny gel topcoat, along with two sheets of the branded stickers. I applied them more than a week ago, and they’re still going strong. As an added bonus, I no longer need to tell people the way to my heart—they can simply talk to the hand. Quiet luxury be gone. ($109, chanel.com) —Christina Grasso
Smells Like Teen Spirit …
There’s more to managing teenage skin than acne blasters, with their brutal chemicals and joyless packaging. Rile, from Kelly Atterton, a former editor at Allure and Vanity Fair and current contributor to Air Mail Look, is gentler, smarter, and better-looking than that. Atterton crowd-sourced the line with hundreds of Gen Alphas and teenagers, including her own three, to create products that work and speak to the agitation and energy of life between 11 and 20 years old. There are five genderless items in the line, and not one of them shames their intended consumer with talk of zits or stink or awkwardness. It includes a frothy cleanser; a greaseless hydrator; an aluminum-free, charcoal-flecked deodorant; an un-shiny lip balm; and an ingenious foam called the No Shower Shower, which breaks down dirt and odor anywhere on the face or body without water. Gen Alpha turns 13 this year. Happy birthday. ($8 to $15, rile.co) —Linda Wells
There’s something slightly revolting about the word “scalp,” but just try to avoid it. You can’t, because beauty companies insist on repeating it over and over until we simply have to succumb. O.K., we get it: the scalp needs care, too. Jupiter brings style to the subject with its minimalist shampoo, conditioner, serum, and mask. Each of the products combats dandruff, dry scalp, irritation, and itch without dulling hair’s color or shine. The key ingredient is zinc pyrithione, which fights the yeast (eww) and bacteria (sorry) that cause scalp trouble. It also contains lovely things like coconut oil, algae extract, colloidal oatmeal, and vitamin E, which give the products their anti-microbial, anti-bacterial, scalp-soothing, barrier-protecting, moisture-enhancing power. Consider Jupiter a handsome, indie alternative to Head & Shoulders, which happens to be the best-selling shampoo in the world. ($42.50 for a shampoo-and-conditioner set, hellojupiter.com) —Linda Wells
Some might find their stress relief in meditation; others, in Xanax. For me, it’s dry shampoo. The idea of not having to wash, blow-dry, fuss, and be disappointed is better than all the mantras in Ojai. That said, I wish dry shampoos didn’t coat my hair with a powdery dust that leaves me feeling like a Founding Father. There’s a better solution: Bleu, a hair-care line from R+Co, has a clever invention called Vapor. When you rub it onto your scalp, the glycerin-based lotion quickly transforms into a fine powder that sucks up any oil. The powder is not the filmy, heavy kind that only George Washington could love. It contains tapioca and oatmeal and leaves no perceptible residue whatsoever. The scent is such an appealing blend of bergamot, lemon, fig, and amber that you’ll be tempted to rub the lotion onto your pulse points while you’re at it. ($65, randco.com) —Linda Wells
Are You Lying Down?
You know what’s boring? Stretching. You know what’s lovely? Massage. I know, hot take. Lymbr, the one-on-one stretching program that seems to have an aversion to vowels, has no problem coaxing stiff muscles into fluid, long, gorgeous flexibility. Here’s how it works: you hop on a massage table, ideally in workout clothes, and submit yourself to a Lymbr therapist, who pulls and twists and manipulates your body gently and deliberately for 30 to 60 minutes. Even after one session, you may find yourself standing taller, tech neck loosened, and moving with something that approximates grace. In New York City; Bridgehampton, New York; Darien, Connecticut; and Newton, Massachusetts. (from $79, belymbr.com) —Linda Wells