Founder of Clayer, independent clay researcher
Green clay enthusiast and founder of Clayer. Writes practical, research-backed guides on cosmetic clays, skin care and natural wellness.
Let’s be real: if you’re training in MMA, Muay Thai, or Boxing, you’re essentially a walking bruise. Between the leg kicks, the heavy bag sessions, and the occasional "oops" during sparring, inflammation is just part of the job description.
Ever feel like your body is just... "meh"?
If you’ve spent more than five minutes looking into natural wellness or skincare, you’ve probably seen the hype around green clay. It’s everywhere, from Instagram influencers doing face masks to professional athletes using it for recovery.
If you’ve ever felt that sharp, nagging pain on the inside of your elbow after a round of golf, or even just from a long day at the office, you know how frustrating golfer's elbow can be. Formally known as medial epicondylitis, it’s an overuse injury that can sideline you for weeks.
If you are like me, your pets aren't just animals: they are family. Whether it’s your dog chasing a ball or your cat finding the one sunbeam in the house, we want them to feel their best.
Hey there, I’m Tibs Parise. If you’ve been hanging around the wellness world for more than five minutes, you’ve probably heard people raving about magnesium.
If you’ve ever been 40 miles into a century ride and felt that sudden, agonizing "ping" in your calf, you know exactly what I’m talking about. Leg cramps are the ultimate ride-killer.
Ever feel like your hair just isn’t "bouncing" the way it used to? Maybe you’re using all the right shampoos, but your scalp still feels itchy, oily, or just plain heavy.
When you buy a clay mask or a detox supplement, you’re usually looking to get toxins out of your body. It’s the ultimate irony, then, that many of the most popular clay products on the market actually contain the very things you’re trying to avoid: heavy metals.
If you’ve ever trained for a marathon, you know the deal. It starts with a "fun" idea to challenge yourself, but by week twelve, your alarm clock is your enemy and your knees feel like they’ve been replaced with rusty hinges.
