As a gothy pre-teen, I was forever smearing Barry M’s blackest nail polish onto anxiety-gnawed nails and getting it all over my fingers in the process. Frankly, that experience it left me with a deep…
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Given the option to go out for breakfast, lunch or dinner – I’ll pick brunch every single time. But it’s quite difficult to find venues now serving anything other than smashed avocado on toast, or…
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It all started with a Balm Dotcom. I bought one, and then another, and another and before I knew it I was knee deep in Cloud Paints and Milk Jelly Cleanser and well and truly…
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The smell of Parma Violets reminds me of my Great Grandma much the same as the smell of suncream takes me straight to being on a beach in Newquay. The smell of crackling wood fires…
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It only feels like five minutes since I was last at the nail salon getting a fresh manicure, but the next appointment soon comes around. This time though, I’ve managed to hide a little secret…
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This article contains affiliate links, we may receive a commission on any sales we generate from it. I think I’ve finally discovered my ride or die liquid blusher – so much so that I bought…
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