In creating their HD Skin Full Cover Concealer, the product developers at Make Up For Ever seem to have something in common with Goldilocks. Instead of offering a formula that’s too thick or dry—magnifying fine lines—or too creamy, adding shine and drawing attention to the area, they’ve come up with one that’s just right. It does the job with a soft applicator (the industry calls it, disturbingly, a “doe-foot wand”) and a gentle, fluffy brush (hidden cleverly under the cap) to blend it quickly. And it comes in 32 shades. There’s a reason both makeup artists and rubes like me love this French brand. ($35, makeupforever.com) —Linda Wells

We thought we’d never stray from Loewe’s herbaceous Tomato Leaves scent, and yet here we are. Núria Cruelles, the house’s fragrance maverick, has been very busy, and now, she’s dreamed up a Palo Santo Candle that is destined to be the hottest host gift in town. It channels a cozy fall day in the mountains with top notes of Yucatán incense wood, blended with a hint of citrus for a bit of levity. Still, this is powerful stuff—Palo Santo has been burned to clear negative energy since the 13th century, and if such things are truly possible, well, why we may decide to bathe in it, at least for the next three years. ($130 for the small size and $265 for the medium size, perfumsloewe.com) —Ashley Baker

When I started Allure in 1991, most of the fashion photographers were under exclusive contract with other magazines. Lucky me, because that led directly to Sante D’Orazio, a photographer who loved women and wasn’t concerned with making arch, artsy images. The girl in front of the camera—Linda Evangelista, Stephanie Seymour, Cindy Crawford, Naomi Campbell, Kate Moss—was the point. Sante shot them in natural light, with their hair tumbling over their shoulders and their skin warm and creamy. D’Orazio’s new memoir, A Shot in the Dark, chronicles his unlikely path to beauty, starting with his violent, Quaalude-laced youth in Brooklyn. It’s a life filled with sex (with models), drugs (oxycontin, heroin, and rehab), and rock ‘n’ roll (including memorable shoots with Prince and Keith Richards). D’Orazio writes, “It’s an amazing experience to stand in front of a beautiful woman … and be given license to look straight into their eyes. I have never taken that for granted.” Lucky for us. ($35, amazon.com) —Linda Wells

The key to great brows—not counting genetics and the wisdom to drop the tweezers before it’s too late—is a pencil with a point so thin it can draw believable hairs where your natural ones are sparse, spotty, or, in my case, invisible. Anastasia Soare, the reigning brow queen, has created a pen so precise, it can mimic Lily Collins/Cara Delevingne lushness without veering into Eugene Levy Sharpie territory. The pigment in her MicroStroke Brow Pen is water-resistant and stays in place for 24 hours, in case you want to take your impeccable brows to Burning Man. ($28; anastasiabeverlyhills.com)—Linda Wells

Exosomes are one of the hottest buzzwords in skincare today. The theory goes that these nanoparticles in the body send signals between cells, prompting damaged ones to repair, regenerate, and encourage your own stem cells to kick into gear. Applied topically, they can soothe freshly lasered, peeled, or micro-needled skin, delivering active ingredients beneath the surface. Now, 111Skin has joined the party with its new Exosome Face Lift, a serum infused with peptides and Swiss ice wine (which sounds delicious), paired with an overnight mask designed to fortify the skin’s barrier and help repair superficial damage. Winter is coming, so apply this duo before the first frost. ($825, 111skin.com) —Linda Wells

It was love at first sight when I discovered the rectangular gold and black Memo Paris bottles arranged on a circular table at Bergdorf. Each eau de parfum looks like a small painting, some with an Art Deco flair, and many are inspired by travel. Perhaps not surprisingly, one of the founders, Clara Molloy, is a poet. Memo, short for “memory”, doesn’t identify scents by familiar categories—separating men from women, night from day, heavy from light. Clara and her husband and co-founder, John Molloy, believe the idea of fragrance as seduction is old-fashioned, preferring instead that it fuel confidence and well-being. Their newest proposition is a limited-edition bottle of Odéon covered in pink clouds by the French graphic artist, Jean Jullien. The scent, rose with patchouli and tonka bean that’s punched up with amber and sandalwood, may take you places. ($340, memoparis.com) —Linda Wells