I’m sitting here comfortably, waiting in the very Zen -like, luxurious ClinicBe, in Chelsea, (just behind Harrods, for the avid shoppers) waiting for the Emla cream to work. Today I’m giving myself back the 2 years of sleepless nights stolen by my toddler, along with all the self-inflicted stresses and strains of having a 6 year old in private school – still a year to go until seven plus but trying to keep up with the helicopter parents, pushing their children above and beyond and I’m in the same boat with a very unwilling (poor) son, rowing away frantically! Continue Reading

This one I’ve been using sparingly. It’s lasted almost a year but I use cheap imitations every so often to conserve it. Every single time I use it, I get told I’m ‘glowing ‘, ‘what have I done to my skin?’This product has a cult following and no surprises why. It is the best in it’s field. Continue Reading

A review of Riemann P20 all day sun protection - a must for families and the best on the market.

Here I am in Sweden. I mean Notting Hill! Nestled in its heart is STIL Salon. Just fifteen months old this holistic, cool, haven is style simplified. Their aim is to provide exquisite colour and precision cuts, tailored to each individual.

Behind this Scandinavian oasis is the charming Christel Lundqvist. A creative mind with a background in creative, education and product development. Triple winner of the prestigious British Hairdressing Awards British Colour Technician of the Year and brand ambassador for some of the biggest names in the product industry, her pedigree is pure and she has worked with many very high profile names in both fashion, TV and beyond. Continue Reading

It’s been nearly a year since I’ve been to the hairdresser. That can’t be normal. My husband, for example has been at least half a dozen times to my none but then he has hair that most men envy; it grows thick and fast!

In my quest for the best blonde, I’ve been around a bit(!) and dare I say it, my usually light blonde highlights having grown out, I’m almost liking the darker colour. Heaven forbid! This only occurs to me the day before I’m due to head to Martyn Maxey – a salon, frequented by many a celeb over its twenty year plus existence (Joss Stone was here last week) and now by me. Continue Reading