Along with the phrase “no worries,” sticky, crumb-attracting lip glosses are among my top annoyances. But because I love a lot of shine, an exhaustive hunt led me to Tower 28’s St. Barts Lip Jelly. It has enough sheen to approximate actual makeup, but, thanks to its blend of apricot-kernel, raspberry-seed, and rose-hip oils, it feels more like a nourishing balm. Just in time for vacation season, Tower 28 is collaborating with Ouai, the hair-and-skin-care line co-owned by stylist Jen Atkin, on a limited-edition formula infused with Ouai’s St. Barts scent, which has notes of dragon fruit, orange blossom, tuberose, and amber. It’s formulated with food-grade flavoring and ingredients that won’t irritate sensitive skin. Because it’s not tinted, it works beautifully as a top layer over your go-to lipstick or stain. ($16, theouai.com) —Ashley Baker

When I was 14, everyone I knew was thoroughly preoccupied with their split ends: snipping them with manicure scissors, peeling them apart, and finding shampoos that promised to seal them together. Clearly, we had nothing better to worry about. Now we’re back at it, with a whole category of hair serums and masks that claim to repair damaged hair bonds. Let me say right off the bat that nothing fixes split ends permanently—other than a haircut. But the repair solutions can make damaged hair look better and resist future fraying. The latest of these is R+Co Bleu Split End Fix Serum. It’s a lightweight liquid that skims over damaged strands to smooth them and add shine, reinforcing hair’s protein bonds. Even though everyone has far more problems than we did as teenagers, we can cross frazzled hair off the list. ($59, randco.com) —Linda Wells

Imagine: There you are at Wimbledon, wilting at Centre Court. And there’s Coco Gauff, poised and cool, lobbing and volleying (fingers crossed) to victory. Feeling the heat, you pull out a bottle from your handbag and spritz. Aah. Isn’t that so much better? La Prairie Skin Caviar the Mist is quite the high-class refresher. It’s packed with micro-nutrients and proteins, but I love the way it shoots a fine dose of water onto my skin without disturbing my makeup or sunscreen. It also hits the spot after a workout, even if your game isn’t quite tournament-level, or at four p.m. when your opponent is your blank laptop screen. ($185, laprairie.com) —Linda Wells

Nothing fosters workout motivation quite like the rapid descent into summer mingled with a brand-new, referral-only Pilates studio in SoHo. Georgia Wood Murphy, the former lead instructor at Forma Pilates, has just opened her own studio, called Tera. There are only six reformers in the large loft space, allowing Murphy to keep a sharp eye on every side plank and glute bridge. Expect your legs and abs to shake and, perhaps, beg for mercy. Expect also to be properly sore the next day, but, unlike after some of the city’s other offerings (ahem), happily injury-free. ($65, terastudionyc.com) —Clara Molot

You’ve heard the one about Monaco being a sunny place for shady people? Well, New York is a shady place for sunny people who like to pretend they’re shady. My favorite among them is Christina Grasso, a writer, influencer (@thepouf), and Air Mail LOOK’s social-media director, who’s made gloom a desirable aesthetic. She just designed a new collection of sunglasses for Aperçu, and it’s delectable. The frames, inspired by film noir, are a variation on the cat eye and come in eight colors: tortoiseshell, off-white, pale pink, and, unsurprisingly, several shades of black. She named them after the women who inspire her—Deneuve, Plath, Coppola, Woolf—and, sadly, there isn’t a Linda in the bunch. The Nicks, black frames with amber lenses, is for someone “who’s passionate about both wearing sunglasses at night and being able to see.” ($189, apercueyewear.com) —Linda Wells

I’m going to recommend something that might be designed to torment. It’s that good. In fact, it’s so perfect, you’ll be afraid to hold it. You certainly won’t want to use it as intended. Hermès has a limited-edition lipstick, Rouge Amazone, that I’d suggest you get and keep in the box, perhaps under glass in a climate-controlled vault. The fact that it’s an impeccable shade of red in a velvety matte texture is cruelty itself. The lipstick is as elegant as anything that will ever touch your lips, but remember, it’s not going to touch your lips. That’s because the bullet is etched with an image of the Hermès horse and carriage chasing a duke as if it’s Keats’s Ode on a Grecian Urn. Like the lovers on the vase, the carriage and the duke are in constant pursuit, never to catch each other. As you gaze at the lipstick longingly, remember Keats’s words, “Beauty is truth, truth beauty,—that is all / Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.” ($90, bergdorfgoodman.com) —Linda Wells