After bumblebees up your bum and ants in your pants (thanks, Iota!), we are now moving on to fishes on your feet. In case you have been lucky enough to stroll around Selfridges during Christmas time, you (most likely hot, flushed and staggering like a packhorse under the weight of your shopping) cannot have missed […]
They say the first cut is the deepest, and although I knew rejection would be very much part of the whole finding an agent palaver, I had no idea how I would stomach the words ‘thanks, but no thanks!’ Not very well, as it turned out.
I love how, when I flip through the beauty section of a magazine, little L points at the models and shouts ecstatically ‘Mummy! Mateup! Issis mummy mateup!’ (read: ‘It’s mummy. It’s makeup. It’s mummy with makeup!’) However much I might be flattered though, the truth is an entirely different story. Trying to copy the ‘purple […]
I am every Beauty PR’s dream. A true victim of the marketing machinery. As soon as there’s something new on the market, I have to try it, massage it into my skin, rub it, brush it, scrub it. I have always been a proper sucker for beauty products. Aged 14, when my friends would run […]
Just because you were asking: Enjoy the first days of Spring. Finally! PS: The problem with doing your hair is that I now feel like I should wear makeup. Duh. That was not the plan!
Ever wondered what happened to heated rollers? Wonder no more… I have sent Big M on a trip to self-discovery, a bit of grounding and a lot of yoga in Thailand (I know, what was I thinking), the babysitter has taken time off and is in Sweden and I… well, you have to keep yourself […]
My friend Julia has been visiting me this weekend. We made a trip down memory lane (read: Portobello Road) on Saturday, rummaging through vintage fur coats, floaty dresses and… knickers.
My friend Emily drew my attention to this little playful piece of makeup art. I mean, how cool is this? And honestly, how many of you have enough stuff in their makeup bags to copy it? Off to play robots now…
Do you see what I see? Yes, I know, the resemblance is shocking. And it left me no choice…
The ultimate pick-me-up on a chilly Friday afternoon… What about great hair? Now you say ‘Moi? Avec hair extraordinaire?’ And I say ‘Mais oui, ma belle, if I can do it, so can you.’ Let me introduce me to my most recent beauty find in Islington: The Blow Bar. Take: