In a very British manner, I'm going to start off with an apology. The design of this blog, as you can see, isn't quite, ahem, there yet, so you'll have to make do with the words for now, as that's what I'm more or less good at. Trying to work out how to make it look pretty and sparkly will have to come later ...
I've started many blogs and find it difficult to post every day so whoever is kind enough to be reading this, I won't be posting All The Time. That's what professional bloggers do - and do very well I might add. I'm not out to gain a massive readership, it's rather just a little space where I get to write what I want once in a while, let off a bit of steam momentarily and shout about products and places I might not otherwise get to write about elsewhere.
But the main reason I decided to have one last stab at this blogging schtick is that - as the title would suggest - I'm now creeping up to the big 3-0. I've noticed a lot of things change when you reach this age. The most obvious difference is physical.
You start to have less energy, your pores get larger, frown lines more pronounced. Thighs seem a little bit bumpier than before. Having been on the pill for most of my twenties, I've decided (as many women my age are seemingly doing) to come off it and give my body a rest from being pumped full of hormones. Which means my once-flawless (if I say so myself) skin has gone haywire, with my pores pumping out oil like there's no tomorrow. Hence a whole load of spot-causing bacteria has been having itself a big old party on my skin and causing all manner of mischief - tsk.
But on the upside, I've finally managed to carve some sort of career out of doing something I love, namely writing about beauty (and lifestyle-related shenanigans). I don't have half the hang ups I did 15 years ago, when I was desperately trying to get the body of Sarah Michelle Gellar (in the years since, my curves have yet to garner a single complaint). 'No,' I have to tell my 13-year-old self eagerly doing sit ups in front of Buffy The Vampire Slayer. 'You will never have washboard abs, but your legs are alright - plus you do eventually Get A Boyfriend anyway. Guess what? Being bigger than a Size 8 (or having that little roll of fat under your bra strap that you hate so much) does not make you repulsive to the opposite sex.' Yes, one plus point to getting older is not finally being able to afford liposuction, but instead mastering the art of Not Giving A Sh*t.
So this is about my attempts to be a bit healthier (not skinnier) and recommend products that work a little harder (but won't necessarily turn me into a peachy-faced 20 year old). This is an edit of my six years as a beauty writer - and almost two decades of using beauty products. Hence, while not strictly a 'beauty blog', you might find a scent or a lipstick that floats my boat. There might also be some snaps about my favourite places in London - where I've spent the majority of my life - especially since I've recently become a West Londoner (having left my beloved stomping ground of Finsbury Park last year).
Added to this will be my general thoughts and feelings on approaching the big 3-0. No I never took a 'gep yah' to travel the world, nor haven I jumped out of a plane (and don't have any inclination to ...) but there are other things in my life I'm proud of or am looking to get around to in the next few years. I might even resurrect an odd post from previous blogs you might want to have a little look at. Do pop in occasionally, or tweet me if there's a beauty query you'd like some advice on or if you think this blog's just a bit crap (sob!) Until next time ...
I've started many blogs and find it difficult to post every day so whoever is kind enough to be reading this, I won't be posting All The Time. That's what professional bloggers do - and do very well I might add. I'm not out to gain a massive readership, it's rather just a little space where I get to write what I want once in a while, let off a bit of steam momentarily and shout about products and places I might not otherwise get to write about elsewhere.
But the main reason I decided to have one last stab at this blogging schtick is that - as the title would suggest - I'm now creeping up to the big 3-0. I've noticed a lot of things change when you reach this age. The most obvious difference is physical.
You start to have less energy, your pores get larger, frown lines more pronounced. Thighs seem a little bit bumpier than before. Having been on the pill for most of my twenties, I've decided (as many women my age are seemingly doing) to come off it and give my body a rest from being pumped full of hormones. Which means my once-flawless (if I say so myself) skin has gone haywire, with my pores pumping out oil like there's no tomorrow. Hence a whole load of spot-causing bacteria has been having itself a big old party on my skin and causing all manner of mischief - tsk.
But on the upside, I've finally managed to carve some sort of career out of doing something I love, namely writing about beauty (and lifestyle-related shenanigans). I don't have half the hang ups I did 15 years ago, when I was desperately trying to get the body of Sarah Michelle Gellar (in the years since, my curves have yet to garner a single complaint). 'No,' I have to tell my 13-year-old self eagerly doing sit ups in front of Buffy The Vampire Slayer. 'You will never have washboard abs, but your legs are alright - plus you do eventually Get A Boyfriend anyway. Guess what? Being bigger than a Size 8 (or having that little roll of fat under your bra strap that you hate so much) does not make you repulsive to the opposite sex.' Yes, one plus point to getting older is not finally being able to afford liposuction, but instead mastering the art of Not Giving A Sh*t.
So this is about my attempts to be a bit healthier (not skinnier) and recommend products that work a little harder (but won't necessarily turn me into a peachy-faced 20 year old). This is an edit of my six years as a beauty writer - and almost two decades of using beauty products. Hence, while not strictly a 'beauty blog', you might find a scent or a lipstick that floats my boat. There might also be some snaps about my favourite places in London - where I've spent the majority of my life - especially since I've recently become a West Londoner (having left my beloved stomping ground of Finsbury Park last year).
Added to this will be my general thoughts and feelings on approaching the big 3-0. No I never took a 'gep yah' to travel the world, nor haven I jumped out of a plane (and don't have any inclination to ...) but there are other things in my life I'm proud of or am looking to get around to in the next few years. I might even resurrect an odd post from previous blogs you might want to have a little look at. Do pop in occasionally, or tweet me if there's a beauty query you'd like some advice on or if you think this blog's just a bit crap (sob!) Until next time ...
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