From prize winning literature to hand cream... what can I say, that's how I roll...
(Incidentally I forced myself to finish Satin Island last night. Nothing happened. A snapshot of modern society? If so I don't want to know, let me leave in blissfully blind optimism. And yes I kind of wanted to chuck it against the wall but I didn't. I kind of recognised the quality and depth, I just prefer books that leave me with a less unsettled feeling)
Ok, hand cream.
I love hand cream. I don't have beautiful hands, the kind with long, elegant, tapered fingers - my fingers are short and stubby. instead. (sigh) but I always believe that hands give your age away as much as your face and therefore should be looked after just the same.
(terrible photo, serves me right for not wearing glasses...)
I have a tube of hand cream on every floor.
My stand-by and total favourite is the classic Neutrogena. I've been using it since I was 16 (not the same tube... obvs) and was introduced to it by the exchange student from the US who lived with us for a year. Love it. I always go back to it even if I do like try other ones (what can I say, I'm a Gemini). It's especially good in winter, when your hands get really cold and chapped. It works miracles. I have a tube in the car and one by the kitchen sink.
(Incidentally - again - I love all Neutrogena products... their shower gel and body oil? Sigh... divine. But so hard to find in England)
My second favourite is the Kiehl's hand cream. Nine out of ten. Non sticky - a no no with hand creams - and works well. Lighter than the Neutrogena. It sits on my bedside table.
The middle one from "lanolips" was in the October 'Glossybox'. Cute packaging, love the colour, but the smell is a little weird. I keep thinking 'rosemary'... but maybe it's the lanolin itself that smells. I wouldn't by it again, but that's just my 'nose'. It seems to be doing a good moisturising job.
I also have a fondness for Nivea. The smell reminds me of my childhood... and especially the round blue tins are lovely... remember those?
(Incidentally - the last time I promise - it makes your hands greasy for a while, hard to grip the steering wheel if you need to turn... don't ask me how I know... just trust me).
What's your favourite? Is it just me?
In a little while I'll finally go the hairdresser and have an intense 'cover the grey' session. I've been doing it for a few years now and I can't stop. I could try doing it myself but a) the choice of colours and brands and methods is totally overwhelming and b) I know I'd make a total mess of it and will probably end up having to replace the whole bathroom afterwords. I can still recall my friends' not so brilliant success with Henna (although actually, 'brilliant' was the right word here)... and yes it was the 80s but still enough to put anybody off for life.
I have to thank my mother for not allowing me to walk around with a totally unnatural red head... although she did allow me to use chamomile on my hair to encourage natural blond highlights (when you grow up in Italy 'blond' is the holy grail of hair, trust me) but I must have overdone it because to this day I can't bear even the smell of the stuff.
(wasn't allowed to use 'Sun-in' spray either. I think that was basically bleach, right?)
Anyway, in three hours time my hair will be a gorgeous natural fake brown. You know what I mean.
Which brings me to my confession of the day: my monthly subscrition to 'Glossy Box'. The name is slightly (a lot) cringeable... but when it lands on my doorstop I feel like a five year old in a sweet shop.
For the cost of a few cups of coffee (which you can get free in Waitress anyway) you have a little selection of make up and skin care to play with. Some of the products are full size, some are sample size, and if you're like me and like to change things all the time... then this is bliss.
I don't like everything in every box, but I have discovered a few gems and above all it's fun!
That little tub of cream it's fabulous, the nail vanish will be applied tonight, a black eyeliner is always useful and bath sachet will make a nice treat. I might even dare the red lip crayon when I go to a party on Friday night... why not, right?
(This is not a sponsored post, by the way!)