When you need clothes, skincare & also want to chat about renting a house with your Bae!
Let’s talk skincare, because I have none. Nada, zip & zilch.
That’s right, literally none. A friend who’s making her own skincare range asked me what I used to wash my face & my reply floored her. What did I say?
I’ve been after that radiant, glowy look that everyone and their sister wants though so decided to do a little shop.
I went to Priceline & picked up two Sukin products that are pretty natural & don’t test on animals which is always a plus! Then popped over to Lush to get some staples (sea spray for my mane) & picked up a cleanser, body conditioner, facial scrub & even a lip scrub?
I’m not one to fuss around with skincare, but I do get frustrated when my make up looks caky or doesn’t take away all my imperfections which when I think about it, is a bit stupid because right now it doesn’t have a good base.
I’m telling you all this because it stemmed from that friend, but also waking up like 90% more anxious that I needed to me yesterday. So, buying things to make me feel better about myself made me feel more in control of my life. (seriously does that happen to you? Because I feel like I can’t be the only one & don’t want this to turn into me getting a shopping addiction.)
I’m most excited for Anglels on Bare Skin, which has lavender in it, I’m hoping it’s calming and soothes the redness on my face. Ocean Salt is a massive favourite of mine, usually for my body, but I got this small pot for my face! & I’m hoping Popcorn will rid my lips of all the dead skin I CONSTANTLY bite off and leave my lips in a shambles. (Again, I can’t be the only one who does this?! It’s so sore, but so satisfying??)
Sea Spray is just in there for good measure, didn’t want him feeling left out now did we?
I mentioned in my last post that I was failing at being positive, but one of the ways I cheer myself up is to read.
Simple right? Just pick up a book and read! Oh the joy!
But no friends, it’s not that simple. I have bookshelves FULL of books that I have yet to crack open. (not a metaphor, I actually crack the spines)
I have a lot of excuses as to why I haven’t started to read them, like some of them I started but they didn’t grab my attention so I didn’t bother to give it a chance (I’m a terrible human, I know.) others I just liked the idea of.. You know the ones, the one that you want people to see you reading on the train or to spark an interest from someone looking at your bookshelf. Yeah, I have a log of these ones. /
Right now, I’m about to get ready to go to work, but have an urge, or maybe more of a duty to myself to go and browse the new fiction shelves in Dymocks. Ya know just to make sure they’re all alphabetised correctly?…
& if I happen to come out with some new bestsellers…
Fuck it, life’s short.