I may have mentioned before that my mother looks ruddy marvellous and belies the fact on a daily basis that she is a approaching a landmark birthday that isn’t 60.
And she likes to keep tabs on her contemporaries in the public eye to see how they’re getting on in the wrinkle stakes. The turning point for anyone is whether their neck has ‘gone’ or not. For example, Judi Dench. She’s lovely, but her neck’s gone. Anna Ford’s went recently. Julie Walters is still clinging on to hers, I believe. Continue reading…
I’ve been reading about some pretty fancy sounding stuff going on in the world of skincare recently. It’s all really scientific – the sort of chat that makes me wish I’d stuck at Physics GSCE. Then I might be in a position to say either “That’s impossible” or indeed “Holy crap, that’s amazing”. Continue reading…
I may have to eat my hat. No, it’s not some bizarre pregnancy craving. And, incidentally, nor do I own a hat like the one in the picture. What I am talking about is the fact that for the last goodness knows how long, I have always said that although I adore Clinique make-up and body stuff, their skincare is not for me. Continue reading…
Nothing makes me feel older than when I realise I am able to look back and see how much things have changed, like some old dear in a nursing home talking about rationing.
But things have changed since my childhood in the 70s and 80s. I remember when kiwi fruit ‘came out’. Much excitement. How do we eat them? Like a boiled egg? How much more vitamin C do they have than an orange? Four billion times? It was mass hysteria. Continue reading…
Do you have a scene in a film which, no matter how many times you watch it, you always just about cry laughing? Mine is in Anchorman, which I realise may divide you as Will Ferrell is an ‘either love it or hate it’ kind of actor. But I love it/him. And the scene in the film is when Ron Burgundy (Will Ferrell) is discussing an aftershave called Sex Panther with Brian Fantana (Paul Rudd). Every time I watch it my face aches from laughing so much. I am quite possibly a bit of a moron. Continue reading…
Picture the scene. It’s sunny. You’re in the garden at a friend’s house, having a cheeky afternoon Pimm’s. Suddenly you realise that the tinted moisturiser with a vague SPF that you put on at nine that morning probably isn’t cutting it, and indeed you start to feel that tell-tale tingle on your forehead. Continue reading…
I hate to moan but you know what one of the downsides of this lovely weather is? Apart from the smell of other people’s feet on the bus, the rosé wine hangovers and the daily battle of keeping a hat and sunglasses on a toddler, that is. (Told you how I hate to moan.) Shininess. Oiliness. And then – spots.
The cause? It can be anything from hormones and stress to pollution or even a change of skincare routine. But at this time of year it’s more likely that you’re breaking out due to using suncream (which I hope you are), slapping on fake tan and sweating more than you usually do. Continue reading…
It’s that time again, when I tell you what lovely lotion/potion has been tickling my fancy in the last week or so. You know the drill by now, surely. Anyway, a little while ago I told you about a roll-on eye product by Garnier which combats bags and puffiness in the morning and has a built-in concealer. Which is all fine and dandy, but I sincerely hope you didn’t think that was all you needed to be slapping on those peepers of yours. You didn’t? Oh, good. Continue reading…
Dullness: who needs it? Although it must be acknowledged that one man’s dull is another man’s flipping thrilling. And I’m sure the world would be a boring place if this wasn’t the case. For example, my husband has recently got his hands on a nine DVD box set of the series Coast. I actually nodded off a bit while typing that. But I’m sure he’d feel the same when confronted by a bumper issue of Grazia magazine. And I’m not sure that this particular comparison reflects very well on me.
Skin dullness, on the other hand, isn’t quite such a matter of taste. It’s more a matter of getting old, and the fact that the youthful glow/radiance/bloom whatever you like to call it that you had in your twenties is frankly gone. Except maybe when you’ve had a couple of glasses of wine. Or applied some of these bad boys. Continue reading…
Surely, not another new feature for Product Placement? Anyone would think people actually read this. Well, it turns out that a handful actually do, which not only amazes me on a daily basis but also prompts me to say thank you very much, and without sounding needy, keep reading/subscribe/tell your friends etc etc.
Anyway, because these days I get sent quite a lot of information from beauty related folk, I thought it would be rather nice for me to start giving a little back, in the shape of any offers and deals that I hear about. I don’t profess to be some kind of industry insider (I leave that to the likes of the lovely British Beauty Blogger – if you haven’t subscribed to her then you should jolly well go and do it now.) This new feature is more a way of telling you about anything good that I happen to hear about, and possibly doing another competition or two at some point soon. Hope you like it. Now down to business. Continue reading…
I may have mentioned before that my mother looks ruddy marvellous and belies the fact on a daily basis that she is a approaching a landmark birthday that isn’t 60.
