I've spent more years than I care to imagine working out how to love my reflection. It might sound strange to anyone who doesn't identify as a woman, or wasn't raised as female, but the constant stream of messages we receive about how our appearance is the most important thing about us takes a certain... Continue Reading →
A few months ago, my sister asked if I'd be interested in going to Stylist Live with her. This self-proclaimed 'festival of inspiration' runs for 4 days at the Business Design Centre in Islington and, as a regular reader of Stylist - well, whenever I can get my hands on a copy at Oxford Circus... Continue Reading →
Winter skincare is often a tricky thing. Just when you think you've got the hang of it, the weather takes a turn for the worse and you're left reapplying lip balm every two minutes in order to be able to smile without it hurting. Whether or not you have a known skin problem or have... Continue Reading →
As I head towards the age of 40, I have noticed that my skin has started to change. Not with the addition of lots of lines and wrinkles yet, thankfully, but with a lack of firmness. It's like someone is slowly turning off the light that illuminated my skin. As smiles and well-applied make up... Continue Reading →
You might not think that skincare is a suitable topic for a Feminism Friday post, but I do have a perfectly good reason for this. My skincare routine began in my teenage years when I looked for a light moisturiser that would stop my skin drying out from the anti-acne products I was using. Most... Continue Reading →