Be Assed – Your Pillowcase Isn’t a Skincare Routine

Look, we need to talk. And no, this isn’t an intervention… unless your idea of bedtime skincare is face-planting into a crusty pillow while muttering “I’ll wash it in the morning.” In which case—yes. This is a full-blown intervention.

Every night, your skin is begging for one thing: a basic cleanse. Not a full 12-step K-beauty ritual performed under a full moon by candlelight. Just a splash, a swipe, and maybe a serum if you’re feeling spicy.

But no. You’re lying there, scrolling TikTok, wearing mascara from 2012 and foundation that’s now fused into your soul. “I’m too tired,” you whisper, like you haven’t just watched three episodes of a murder documentary with energy to spare.

Let’s be real:

If you can walk to the fridge for snacks, you can walk to the sink for skincare.

If you can do 15 minutes of overthinking in bed, you can do 90 seconds of cleansing.

If you can re-watch Bridgerton for the 7th time, you can apply a moisturiser without acting like it’s manual labour.

Repeat after me:

✨ I will not let pollution, SPF, and despair marinate on my face overnight.

✨ My skin deserves more than betrayal.

✨ I will not go to bed looking like a haunted eyebrow.

So tonight, be assed. Wash your face. Chuck on some cream. Maybe even dab on an eye serum if you’re feeling bougie.

Because good skin doesn’t come from good intentions. It comes from getting up and getting it done — even when you’d rather wrestle a bear than reach for your cleanser.