Recently I’d been pretty impressed with the Boots No.7 Hot Cloth Cleanser But it doesn’t seem to be a product that is stocked in smaller Boots stores, so when I ran out while on holiday I found myself trying to source a replacement in a local Sainsburys. I picked up the Dirty Works Pore-fect Facial

For some time now a wardrobe clear out has been vastly over due! I have my Nana & Grampys old CC41 wardrobes, and they were certainly designed for a 1940s closet. The rail occasionally collapses under the strain of holding so many clothes. I’m afraid to say that there are things in my wardrobe that

Remember back in those dark and dreary days we call February? The days when all was grey and miserable, before we remembered that the sun WILL return? Well, back in those days I really pushed the boat out on a £12 dress because I was skint and hated my whole wardrobe. Well, now the sun

I was planning on writing something deep and meaningful today. But my words wouldn’t come out right, and anyway the sun is shining. So I thought maybe I’ll save the deep and meaningfuls for another day, and today we can all just look at pretty frocks to wear in the sunshine. Summer just seems like

Today I may be suffering from the curse of the scheduled post. I’m taking a few days off over my birthday, so today’s post is actually an outfit from a few weeks ago. Taken in blazing sunshine on a little jaunt down by the river. When I actually wrote the post I was watching rain

I’m a big fan of shoes. In my head I dream I’m the sort of person who wears 6″ stilettos every day. In my head I’m also about 6 foot tall and willowy as a gazelle with shiny hair that’s always “just so” and am being picked up by my chauffeur from lunch at whatever

Happy Bank Holiday Monday! Surprisingly from where I sit at the moment it is NOT raining, which is a wonder, so shortly I will be heading out to make the most of the day, but I thought I’d pop in first with a quick outfit post. I know ANOTHER outfit post, I’ve obviously got over

On Wednesday I did Art. And I got a hair cut. I last had my hair cut on New Years Eve, so it was massively overdue. The end of my hair were frazzled and it looked pants unless I wore it up. Yes, that’s right pants, the very worst thing your hair can look like.

Ah, Spring. Every year you trick me with your blue skies and fluffy clouds hiding biting winds or your rain and greyness blossoming into blazing sunshine just after I’ve left the house in a jumper and coat. EVERY YEAR. Seriously, you’d think I’d have lived here long enough by now to know not to trust