So I guess I’m a bit more ‘product orientated’ (euphemism for shopaholic) than most people, but I can’t help myself. I love walking round Boots and all the lovely smells and new things to try keep calling to me…I just seem unable to resist. Last night while I was getting ready for bed, I wondered whether my beauty routine was getting a bit out of hand. This occurred to me some time after I’d massaged in my Liz Earle Hot Cloth Cleanser (and removed it with a hot cloth, naturellement), used my MD Formulations Glycolic Scrub, but just before I’d smoothed on some Protect & Perfect Serum and was settling down in bed with a glass of Sauvignon Blanc, the latest Harlan Coben and a warm greyhound. Oh, that’s not the half of it. When I’m finally in bed, then I apply my No 7 Hydro Quench Overnight Cream Sorbet, my night time eye balm (the Boots Botanics Collagen one if you must know - I have a different one for daytime) and my Lip Contour Balm and read my book. Then just before I turn off the light (and kick out the greyhound-shaped pillow) it’s time for my Champneys Cracked Heel Treatment Balm (if my feet are particularly dry, otherwise I use the Sanctuary Foot Souffle) and a final application of Champneys Overnight Sensation Hand Care Treatment. If it’s hot, I might have a squirt of Sanctuary Cooling Leg Mist too.
Okay, so I’m taking slightly more time and care at the moment, because let’s face it, with Hubby away, the dog and Harlan Coben don’t really care how much time I spend rubbing blue goop into my feet, but still, that’s just my evening routine. Bath time involves various different scrubs, shampoos, conditioning treatments and face masks (the Champneys one is fabulous), followed by Palmers Cocoa Butter, the occasional dollop of fake tan (no, I don’t go the Satsuma route) or the Johnson’s Summer Skin Body Lotion, my Clarins Total Body Lift (I was initially dead huffy when Hubby bought me this, but it’s deadly). Oh wait, then obviously the face stuff starts all over again with Protect & Perfect, my ROC Moisturiser, my MAC Prep & Prime SPF50 and don’t get me started on make-up, hair, nails…
So after all this effort, do I look seventeen? Er no, but hey, you only get out what you put in and anyway, I take comfort in the fact that I take care of myself. Hubby wouldn’t want to be married to Worzel Gummidge now, would he?



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