Do you occasionally browse through the kind of magazines that draw ‘circles of shame’ around celebrities’ ‘flaws’ just to make us mere mortals feel better about ourselves? Me too. Only in the hairdressers of course. I would never spend my hard-earned cash on such a thing. And if you believe that you’ll believe anything. Continue reading…
You know what I don’t do enough of these days? Apart, that is, from sleep, drink really good white wine and hang out with Joaquin Phoenix (pre excessive facial hair/ public breakdown/ embarrassing rapping debacle). No, the answer is, exfoliate. And I’m not just talking body scrubs. Mais non. I am talking facial scrubs and ones just for your tootsies, too. Continue reading…
Soon, very soon, I am going to have to dig out the bag of stretchy-topped jeans and tent-like tops from under the bed. But until that happens, I intend to make the most of the warm weather and expose a dignified amount of flesh.
If, that is, I have remembered to both fake tan and to remove my leg stubble – neither paleness nor hairiness are a good look with a cute little summer skirt. Mind you, nor is a tum that doesn’t look properly pregnant and instead suggests I had a rather large lunch. For the last six weeks. Continue reading…
It’s time to tell you about another lovely offer that I think you should jolly well take advantage of. This one is really good, and it comes from my current brand-crush, Aromatherapy Associates. I know, I’ve been going on about them almost as much as I go on about Elemis but it’s for your own good. Continue reading…
Do you remember a few weeks ago I reviewed the Scholl HydraStep? It was exciting, wasn’t it? I bet you wrote about it in your diary. And if you didn’t, you might have a few emotional lines to commit to history about today. Because it’s time for another competition. And this time, I’m giving away something really flipping fancy.
It’s not just a prize, it’s a goodie bag. A Dr Scholl goodie bag, to be precise. And unbelievably, it contains a pair of the aforementioned foot-softening flip-flops (which are pink, in a size 6/6.5 and normally retail at £24.99). It also contains the following Dr Scholl products: Continue reading…
I’ve always admired people who look well groomed. You know, really immaculate. I could never look like that, due to my hair. Oh and also due to my laziness, which I tend to repackage and sell as ‘busyness’.
And it’s not just my hair. I’ve always got that one aspect of my appearance that lets me down as I enter a terribly important meeting (which I rarely do, but bear with me). A yanked-off cuticle that has caused a small haemorrhage and is now tourniqueted with toilet roll. The day before’s knickers, unintentionally lingering up one of my trouser legs, causing an unsightly bulge. Or heels that look like they are made of wood.
The first is a bad habit, the second slovenliness, but the third is fixable. So, following on to my pedicure spa review a couple of weeks ago, I thought I would share with you the products I’ve been trying to maintain soles as soft as Dannii Minogue’s. No, I don’t know why I chose her either. Continue reading…
The toddler can be disturbed by many things of a night (hence my passion for coffee). Sometimes it’s his dreams, which reveal their subject matter when we hear him talking in his sleep though the monitor.The dreams sound pretty action-packed: lost zoo animals (“Where’s e-phant gone?”), the great outdoors (“Not touch bumber-bees”) and the confusion surrounding certain nursery rhyme characters (“Humpy Dumpy: Man? Egg?”).
The other thing that keeps the poor chap awake is itchiness. He’s got eczema, and although I am reassured it’s very common in the under-twos and will ‘resolve itself’, I can’t help being on a constant search for the mildest and least irritating bath products I can find for him. Continue reading…
Isn’t it great when you come across something that’s gorgeous to use, doesn’t cost the earth and really works? In the world of beauty products this doesn’t happen that often. I sadly tend to find that the expensive stuff does a better job, that the hard-working cheaper stuff smells a bit funny, that the pleasant-to-use moderately priced stuff is nice but has little effect…
You get the picture. Anyway, if you are an avid Product Placement fan (and I’m talking to both of you here) you’ll know that this headline announces the arrival of a bite-size chunk of beauty chat, centred on a single product that I’m trying out and enjoying (hence the title). It’s not, as my husband pointed out, a lazy way of avoiding thinking up another headline. Well it is a bit. Continue reading…
Before I continue, I would like to make it clear that I love Jennifer Aniston, and if we met in real life, we would get on like a house on fire and end up being inseparable and possibly swapping clothes. (Except that she would put mine in the ‘garbage’ and I would not being able to get into any of hers. Whatevs.)
Last week though, some shocking news landed in my inbox from one of the many quality publications I subscribe to for research purposes. (Heat, probably.) Jennifer has a flat stomach. I know. It has taken me until today to pick my lower jaw up off the floor. After all, she’s never grown a baby in the aforementioned abdomen, and has thousands – nay millions – of dollars to spend solely on looking phenomenal. Continue reading…
Not me. Don’t be absurd. I am a ray of sunshine. Except this morning, when I barked at the postman for not bringing me anything interesting. Oh and earlier, when I yelled at the toddler for removing the ‘M’ from my laptop keyboard. And just now, when I told the woman who called asking if I was happy with my kitchen to… (I’ll stop there. Family members read this.) Continue reading…
