Sometimes, I feel sorry for men: Too many of them have never experienced the particular joys of undereye concealer, mascara, or a proper, polish-free pedicure. They’re skeeved out by moisturizers. They’re squeamish about scent. They slap on sunscreen in the style of Mark Zuckerberg on a hydrofoil. To quote Cher, “Snap out of it!” There’s a whole world of pleasure beyond the land of Irish Spring. Oscar Wilde said, “One should either be a work of art, or wear a work of art”—but that may be taking things a few steps too far. These are my favorite products for the handsome devil in your life.