First of all, I love the label. Its claims put me in mind of the kind of thing that might have tripped from the lips of some snake-oil salesman out of Huckleberry Finn. Here are just a few extracts:‘Absolute cleanliness is Godliness! Teach the Moral ABC that unites all mankind free.’… ‘100% VEGAN. HEALTH IS OUR GREATEST WEALTH.’… ‘Shakespeare’s Hamlet, 1606: “Act well your part, complete the great full-truth task, there all the honour lies”.’… ‘All-One! All-One! Exceptions eternally? Absolutely none!’
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 o-l-d-e-r I get the more I cannot be bothered to mess about with makeup. The sad irony though is that the older I get, the more I need to subtly disguise under-eye bags, cheek blotches, forehead furrows and the rest of their gruesome gang.
So I have developed a nifty morning routine that allows me to lounge in bed with my cup of tea catching up with all the latest gossip about world disasters, war and political idiocracy on Radio 4’s Today until 08:47, and still be clocking on at work by 09:00. Continue reading →
Ophelia by John Everett Millais – Tate Gallery, London
The Good Glamour guide to spas, facials, massage treatments and general fabulousness.
Some days, being a beauty blogger feels like nothing more than sitting around in saggy-bum leggings with a muesli face-pack on, hunched over my laptop, whistling into the geranium-and-rose-petal-scented wind. Other days, my cup overruns with special and gorgeous treats. Like today. I have been invited to sample Oskia’s Renaissance luxury face & body treatment. I purr the words: ‘rrrrenaisssance luuuxury face and body trrrreatment’. It cheers me up no end, I can tell you.
If you’ve been anywhere near a department store in the last couple of weeks you will not have failed to notice that it is Breast Cancer Awareness month.
Now I don’t wish to sound churlish but, having been through it myself, I am personally looking forward to a month when I am NOT aware of breast cancer. That said there is no doubt that this annual event has done masses to raise consciousness of breast cancer in the public mind, in terms both of understanding and acceptability.
When I was a young(er!) woman, breast cancer was an affliction with a great deal of shame attached to it. Continue reading →
Way back when I made my first forays into the world of Good Glamour I can tell you, I was skeptical. My experience of natural beauty products was confined to the stuff I’d sampled in the health food shops of my youth. You know, a bit greasy, lumpy, packaged in brown bottles with hand-printed labels and all smelling of patchouli or ylang-ylang. Those po’ girl potions never graced the pages of Vogue nor sparkled alluringly from the pristine shelves of ritzy department stores. ‘All very worthy’, I thought, ‘but I bet they don’t really work’.
Cult cosmetics are cult for a reason. We’ve tried them. We trust them. They make us feel divine… we can’t live without them!
Yet, now that that we know what’s really in our favourite products, the question must be asked: can we live with them? This month marks the launch of the Good Glamour Challenge. Here’s how it works: Continue reading →
She’s a leading make-up artist, whose magic illuminates the beautiful faces that grace fashion’s catwalks and glossy magazine covers alike. In 2008 Rose-Marie Swift founded the now cult make-up brand rms beauty. With her elegant appearance, her simply bobbed coif and her less-is-more approach to colour and cosmetics, Rose-Marie Swift is truly the Jean Muir of make-up.
At the end of a summer of swimming, dyeing, backcombing and general tonsorial debauchery my hair resembles a desiccated haystack.
Not a problem. There is a simple and inexpensive way to transform dry hair from thatched-roof to red-carpet condition, overnight. Women all over the South Pacific have been doing this for millennia and, think about it, have you ever seen one of them with a barnet that did not resemble a waterfall of black silk? Continue reading →