While hiding out in Boots to avoid a Monsoon rain shower this morning I was drawn to the BB offering from their 17 collection. I’ve been a long-time fan of last year’s beauty phenomenon that is the BB formula (for those who don’t know, BB stands for Beauty Balm, or…
School’s out…and maybe the sun too.
This post has been lurking around in my archive for a while. Basically I figured I’d wait for the sun to shine before I did a post on sunscreen. The wait has been long my friends. I wrote about my favourite sunscreen brands a while ago and although they work…
Self tan saviour: The buffing mitt from St. Tropez
As a beauty editor, my self-tan mantra, that I trotted out every time the sun shone, was “exfoliate, moisturise, barrier (apply vaseline to cuticles/hairline/eyebrows to stop them turning orange), tan.” Although I was personally never a full convert of the self tan in London (I had a whiter than white…
Snapshot: the nursery
I have done a series of posts on snapshots from around our new home. As little corners emerge I thought I’d share them with you; my style finds in context. Next up – the nursery. Built in the 60s our new home is a conventional layout for family life. A…
Things other people do: Making elderflower cordial
So, I still have a pretty long list of things I want to do, now we’re living back in the country. Go mackerel fishing, learn to windsurf, get a dog…. and make elderflower cordial! I have been whipping down the country lanes of late, keeping my eyes peeled for the…
10 things I love about: Bedruthan Steps, Mawgan Porth Cornwall
I *could* write a long rambling post, extolling the virtues and successes of the family-owned Bedruthan Steps Hotel in Mawgan Porth, North Cornwall. I could go into the minutiae of our three day trip – the highs (getting drunk by a log fire with my husband) and the lows…
Object of Desire: Narciss dresses
With two very important nuptials on the horizon, I’ve been rather frantically scouting around the internet for some new dresses for the Wedding Season. As this time last year I was heavily pregnant and not in the market for a pretty dress, this year I thought I’d celebrate my regained…
Living by the sea in Devon
When we decided to take the plunge and pack up our London lives and move back to my childhood home in Devon it was the vision of the picture above that kept me going through the 2am neurosis (Why would we throw away careers we love? Will I ever eat…
Birthday celebrations: pizza ovens, Cornwall and babies
Today is the OH’s 30th birthday. He was thoroughly chuffed with all his presents (especially the MASSIVE chocolate cake above) and we’re all looking forward to heading down to Bedruthan Steps tomorrow. The surprise element of the trip is the two-day Cob Oven building course I have booked him onto,…
Buying gifts for men: a CF guide
So next week is the OH’s 30th AND his first ever Father’s Day. No pressure in the present department then. We are going down to Cornwall for the big event, but I figured he needs a few things to open on the day. So here’s my shortlist of ideas for…
Grown-up friendship bracelets: a CF edit
I’m sure I’m not the only one that, ever summer of our youth, dutifully brought back colourful pieces of string, masquerading as friendship bracelets for our BFFs at home. They were worn solemnly as a signifier to our undying friendship, until the stroppy house master made us chop them off…
A post from the greenhouse
Warning: smug post alert. I couldn’t help sticking up this photo of my FIRST EVER POTATO. Well, not my very first, as a kid in France my sister and I would be in charge of digging up wheelbarrow after wheelbarrow of spuds, but my first as a grown woman. Yes,…