By Sarah Stiefvater, PureWow
Three things about me: I value sleep very highly, but I can’t sleep with any amount of light coming through the window, and I’ve never seen The Notebook. (The third fact isn’t relevant to this story; I just thought you should know.)
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Back to the first two things. Since I am not someone who can function on less-than-restful sleep and no amount of blackout shade has been able to help, I’ve become something of an eye-mask connoisseur. Cue montage of me rotating through masks that kinda got the job done but always came with some sort of downside. Most were either too loose, too tight, left weird marks in my hair or had some other deal breaker. Then I stumbled on the holy grail: Slip’s silk eye mask.
Like so many now-indispensable parts of my life (namely, Karl Lagerfeld’s cat and avocado pizza), I found it on Instagram. But with a hefty $45 price tag, I was hesitant to pull the trigger. Desperate for a life of pitch-black slumbers, though, I caved. And I’m so glad I did.
[post_ads]Made from 100-percent pure silk, this mask is super soft and feels so good on your skin. Unlike many of the masks I’ve tried in the past, I can wear it for eight hours (or ten…) without it budging. It also doesn’t leave the aforementioned hair indentation, and I haven’t had those telltale just-woke-up eye creases since I got it six months ago. Apparently, that prevents long-term wrinkles caused by tossing and turning all night. I can’t speak to the truthfulness of that yet, but if you find me in 20 years, I’ll confirm or deny.
Essentially, the only downside is the cost, which, when you really think about it, isn’t so absurd. Consider the following: I wear it every single night, and I’ve washed it (by hand) about a dozen times. It hasn’t deteriorated in quality, so I can’t see myself having to replace it any time soon.
Still, this certainly isn’t a necessity, but as far as luxuries go, it’s a fairly tame one I’d recommend to just about anyone. Except, of course, those rare unicorns who can fall asleep in broad daylight. To them, I simply say, *rude.*
