My mum was a [ding dong] Avon Lady.
As a young girl I would sit for hours playing with her fancy sample kit.
I’d slather thick cloppy creams all over my face and try the tiny lipsticks that ranged from pale pinks through to bronzes and deep reds with great excitement. I was in my element and I swear that this is where my love of all things beauty began… and over the years it’s just flourished.
Which brings us back to today…
After many, many years of blogging I’m now at the stage where brands send me products to trail . I feel extremely lucky and the excitement every time I receive a parcel in the post is as real as it was back when I was sat in mums bedroom playing with her kit . I guess I will always be gob-smacked. I’m a gob-smacked kinda girl ! Continue reading