I have a nickname among team Ladyland as ‘The Gavel Basher’. Ostensibly due to my ball-busting tendencies chairing our monthly meetings and my anal respect for a deadline (that’s what 10+ years in publishing does to you). And while I’ve always prided myself on my ability to get shit done, and admittedly have trouble comprehending why others can’t do the same (I’m a dick, I know), recently I’ve started to think I might be missing a trick.
Maybe it’s the January detox vibe, or the fact that we’re all a bit skint right now, but we’re in the grip of a stripped-back beauty movement this month.
Soap, in all its simple, delicately scented glory, is making a comeback in our bathrooms because, well basically, it works.
Red lipstick. Do you love it, or hate it? When well executed it can transform even the most bobbly of COS cardis into luxe going-out wear. But when it’s not, you literally want to hack into Facebook and destroy all pictorial evidence of it ever having existed on your face.
Full disclosure: During the winter months I LIVE on elderberry elixir. It’s literally changed my life. I bought a bottle of Sambucol a few years back during the early stages of a particularly ferocious cold and was completely dumbstruck when it managed to reverse the virus in less than 24 hours.
This might feel like a weird read to pick up, just as we plunge headlong into winter, but The Summer Book could be just the supçon of Scandinavian escapism you need right now. You may recognise the name of the author too, Tove Jansson wrote the Moomin books, but this is a tale for adults, despite it’s naive, almost fairytale nature.