Megan Tries It
Megan O’Neill is new to goop—and the initiation process involves a pretty fantastic learning curve. Here, her adventures in onboarding, goop-style:
Crunched into a middle seat, I’ve been half asleep, head bobbing listlessly, for about six hours. Once we land at LAX, I have less than half an hour to make a 10 a.m. meeting at goop HQ. No time to rinse my face, smooth my haywire hair, change out of my plane clothes, or spruce myself up in the airport bathroom.
Ten minutes later, I’m in a Lyft flying down Sepulveda. I roll down the window and lean my head out. The sun feels stupendous after 3,000 miles of chilled, stale airplane air.
But my skin is pretty lifeless, and I look oddly puffy.