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A new crop of medspas means your Botox refresher is just another lunch-hour errand.

What “give me a new look” means, at a selection of cosmetics counters around the city.

I love the sunshine, the barbecues, the concerts in the park—but I hate my summer hair! What can I do with this frizzy mop?

This time of year, I can’t bear to be inside on the treadmill or in some basement taking a spinning class. Are there any fun, organized, outdoor fitness options?

Red lipstick is hardly a new concept: It’s Helmut Newton, it’s boudoir, it’s femme fatale—and it’s awfully easy to get wrong. What should be dramatic and sexy gets sloppy and sad when smeared, and there’s nothing worse than a veiny, migratory spread. How can I get it right, and make it stay?

I’m in dire need of total-escape pampering, but I don’t have time for a three-day getaway. I’ll pay for the privilege, but where can I get a spa experience within cab distance?

I’m finally packing away the quilts and sweaters, but what about my skin and hair? Should I be switching to a spring routine?

How the pill bottle was remade—sensibly and beautifully.

Suddenly, vitamins that are supposed to improve my skin, my hair, even my nails are at every cosmetics counter. What’s in them—and are they safe?