I recently flew long haul from Sydney to London – via Korea. I stayed overnight in a hotel in Seoul but my bags were checked all the way through to London. So everything that I managed to cram into my tiny carry-on case had to work double time: long t-shirt and leggings work as pyjamas, scarf works as wrap / headrest, inflatable pillow works as footrest, iPad works as book / music / video player, and so on.
Don’t fret, don’t frown. Stress-free Christmas shopping is simply a matter of matching the right person with the right present. The Good Glamouristas have pounded frosty pavements and almost drowned ourselves in potions, oils and creams to come up with the ultimate pick of this year’s gorgeous natural beauty gift sets. All you need to do is read our guide, force down another mince pie, reach out a languid finger and click. Continue reading →
The Jojoba is an evergreen bush that is indigenous to the deserts of Mexico and the Southwest USA. These days Argentina produces almost half of the world’s Jojoba and its cultivation is very beneficial for the desert environment.
The oil that is extracted from the Jojoba nut is truly a wonder. The first thing that you need to know about it is this: Continue reading →
Who doesn’t love Eve Lom cleanser? The rich green oily goop. The heavenly menthol smell. The clinical, white packaging with just that touch of glamorous gold. The cute muslin cloth. The luxury price tag (£55). Vogue went so far as to call it the “best cleanser in the world” Ok well maybe that is pushing it. After all, there can’t actually be a “world’s best cleanser,” can there?
Rose Hip Seed Oil (Rosa Canina / Rosa Rubiginosa / Rosa Moschata)
The Dog Rose, Sweet Briar Rose and the Musk Rose are grown primarily for their rose hips. Once the shrub has flowered, the hips grow fat and red. When these are ripe they are harvested, dried, peeled and the seeds are pressed to produce pure rose hip seed oil. The finest rose hips are grown in Chile, on the unspoiled foothills of the Andes. Continue reading →
I am writing this in sometimes-sunny Sydney. Obviously I got here on an aeroplane but unless you’ve ever done it yourself you may be unaware of just what a long and arduous flight it is from the UK to Australia… even for brats like me who insist on spending every penny of their hard earned cash on a business class ticket (best deals: Trailfinders). Which was just as well because after Royston drove me to the airport at 99 miles and hour with AC/DC’s Highway To Hell blasting at five thousand decibels I needed a bit of a lie down.
But I’m not one to be idle for long. After reading the in-flight safety card, Continue reading →