The dress was pure, unadulterated glamour: little silk flowers intricately hand-sewn onto an hourglass corseted bodice, embellished with hundreds of twinkling Swarovski crystals. My mega-watt smile as I turned slowly this way and that in the mirror to admire it was almost as dazzling; I […]
To some, the word “festival” conjures up fond memories of matted hair, muddy wellies and swigging warm pink Lambrini from a supersize bottle in the pouring rain. If that’s your idea of fun, you may as well keep on scrollin’ sista, ’cause this post ain’t […]
“I don’t wanna dye a virgin….” These were the words I heard when I stepped over the threshold of the Aveda Institute in Holborn for my hair appointment. At the time, many moons ago, I worked as a sales associate for the brand and was […]
When we were growing up, in the late seventies and eighties, our parents were in charge. Well, Dad was anyway. If my younger sister Karen and I pushed our luck with our mum, we’d soon be silenced when she coolly delivered the killer line: “Just […]
The Faded Brow, painstakingly applied with delicate feathery strokes, hair by pencilled-in hair; cut-crease eyeshadow so razor-sharp it’s as though the angles have been carefully measured out with a protractor (well, we’ve had no other use for such an instrument since high school); the ruler-straight […]
11th June – 6 weeks until Ibiza! Sooo, it’s 6 weeks now until we hit Ibiza for the Clockwork Orange weekender bender and as I sit munching my Kettle Chips and M&S Victoria Sponge Muffins (which are, by the way, orgasmic) with all the restraint […]
