Chanel Chance is my perfume jam. It was the first ever designer perfume I bought and I wore it for years. It became my go to. My scent. The one I was known for.
I am incredibly lazy when it comes to my makeup in the morning. I have a 10-minute slot where I try to throw enough slap on my little face to make me look semi human.
Over the past month or so I’ve been throwing a lot on my face to see what sticks and figured I’d accumulated a good amount to write about. I’d like to dedicate this post to Sephora’s sheet masks which have brought my tired skin back to life.
When my bestie gives me makeup to play with, I like to accept the challenge of cack-handedly applying it all over my face until I find a way to make it work.
After many years of searching, I’ve finally found my perfect shampoo and conditioner match. *Flicks hair over shoulders*
My face is currently having a love affair with three products. A moisturiser that’s giving me that post-gym glow minus the exercise, a miraculous anti-blemish cream and a pencil that’s giving me lazy-but-still-badass brows.
In just under 7 months I’ll be turning the grand old age of 30. So far, I’m doing ok with that fact. I’ve been going grey for well over a year now – possibly longer but luckily for me my memory isn’t brilliant – and I’m ok with that too.
The true identity of my natural hair colour is a secret that stays between me and my hairdresser. Or, is fairly noticeable underneath all my glorious honey-coloured highlights. These dark brows however are all my own. Which leads me to my big question, can a fair-skinned and dark-browed gal rock a super, super blonde do?!
When the postman drops off a shiny pink package you know the contents are going to be exciting. Especially when it contains the latest lip revolution from Lancôme. Oh, and some jelly beans, hello!