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As a recovering broke-ass grad student whose idea of luxury was splurging on Bath & Body Works rather than St. Ives, I’ll be the first to admit that slapping down $130 for a skincare product is a little cray-cray. Then again, there’s truth in the adage that you get what you pay for—that’s what separates the Frédéric Fekkais from the, you know, Suaves of the world—and I know women who wouldn’t think twice about hocking vital organs piecemeal to keep their faces slathered in Crème de la Mer. So your mileage, as they say, may vary. …Read the full story on TreeHugger