Oh I knooooow! It’s Monday. It’s raining. The alarm is buzzing like an angry bumblebee caught in a glass and all I want to do is pull the duvet back over my head and put an OOO (Out Of Office notice people) on my whole life…Or at least I did, until I worked out ways of making waking up and getting proactive, a lot easier. I’m not saying these tips always work, but they sure as hell have helped me 99% of the time. And as I’m a S.A.D sufferer and a flip flops-and-beach-for-life kinda girl, I’m guessing – and hoping – that they will help you too…
When I was thinking about what to write for Valentine’s Day, it wasn’t the couple-y, hearts and flowers relationship stuff I wanted to focus on – even though that’s lovely and I hope you’re getting plenty of loving today and everyday! I wanted to think about loving ourselves because I think my post about my second honeymoon (read it again, here) was as much lovey doveyness I could muster up for one month. So, when this fabulous little offer dropped into my inbox, I wanted to share it with you and share the joy of giving yourself a daily skin treat because Lumity Facial Oil is one of my favourite products ever!
I mentioned how Lumity Facial Oil was a major player in my skin support armoury when I was in South Africa on Instagram – and you can read about my holiday favourites by clicking here Of course, if you want to follow me on instagram too, I would be delighted…listen, share the love, it’s Valentine’s Day, after all! 😉
As you can see from the pic below, my facial oil is almost empty as it’s so well loved. It’s actually my second bottle- my first was gifted by the lovely glow-getters at Lumity but this one was purchased by me, as is my monthly prescription to Lumity Life Daily Supplements which I’ve been using and loving for years now. In fact I’ve got so many friends hooked on these health and mood boosting supplements that I’m feeling a bit like a dealer! Just the other day on my dog walk, a friend (nearing her fabulous fifties) stopped me to tell me that she was so pleased she’d purchased the supplements as she’s sleeping better and is much less moody. Ha! I love it when a plan comes together – just spreading the feel-good love makes me happy! 🙂
Back to the facial oil – it’s packed full of antioxidant rich plant oils such as Marula Oil which contains vitamins C and E, speeds healing and improves strength, suppleness and firmness. And I think Kukui Seed Oil is worth a mention too, as it’s a Hawaiian beauty secret prized for its skin-soothing properties which helps leave even the driest, troubled skin look radiant. But as well as these complexion wonder ingredients, I love it because it’s perfect for all skin types, smells delicious and feels super nourishing without being heavy. And I have to say, I use it everywhere! Neck, chest, hands and when I’m in a rush, after applying to the face, I often run the remnants through the ends of my hair to smooth down frizzies.
So, the special Valentine’s treat for my much loved readers is that from today until Sunday 18th, Lumity are are offering you 50% off your first delivery of Lumity Facial Oil when you start their subscription option. So it’s just £24 for your first bottle and then £48 per bottle – with complimentary shipping – for each order after that. (You can opt to receive your delivery every 4, 6 or 8 weeks).
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Let me know if you try it and what you think. This could be one Valentine’s love that your skin will never forget!
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I first got my mitts on this pretty pinky-gold round pot of skin goodness just before I went off to South Africa at the beginning of January. I was kindly sent it from the brand Caudalie, who were also generous enough to pop in a tube of sun protection for my trip to sunnier climes (oh, how I miss thee sunshine). At first, I wondered whether I should wait to try it when I returned home, after all, my skin was about to be sabotaged by sun, sea and excessive alcohol and carb consumption. Surely, I thought, any products were not going to shine when up against that gamut of complexion wreckers? Well. I thought wrong. So very, very wrong!
If you follow me on Instagram, you may have watched my recent stories while I was in South Africa and felt one of two things: A) you wanted to kick me in the shin because it was peeing down of rain in the UK and you couldn’t stand my smug face grinning out from a beach/safari/sunbed with cocktail while you were on the commute to work with B.O man’s armpit in your face OR B) You smiled and found it fascinating! As one of my true (in real life) friends said today “While you were away, I woke up and checked your stories immediately as it felt like I was actually there with you – it was really exciting!” And that made me happy, because that was my aim. Even though it was just me and loveable, old Stressed Husband, I wanted to share it because it was such a wonderful, mind-blowing trip, I wanted you to get some enjoyment from it too! And that is the wonder of social media…in my world, sharing is caring 🙂
Well, the party is finally over for 2017 and it’s time to get into the groove of 2018 – a fresh, new and shiny year! I’ve never been one for setting New Year resolutions as I feel they put too much pressure on yourself to be unrealistically perfect and then make you feel crappy when you (invariably) break them. And all that dry January malarkey – why on earth would anybody do that to themselves in the coldest, gloomiest, most depressing month of the year? Surely a tipple or two is medicinal for us SAD sufferers – in moderation, of course. However, I do like to have a sort of fluid – very fluid – plan of action at the beginning of the year to ease me along the path to health and happiness. Here are my Top 3 Health Goals for 2018…
Remember when your gran used to say ‘ooh, time flies by!’ well, I’m with gran because 2017 has honestly been the swiftest year for me so far. I really hope they do start slowing down a bit now I’m 50. Yes, I know they are all actually 365 days a year and all the days have 24 hours in them, but that doesn’t explain why yesterday it was August and today it’s nearly the end of blooming December! Anyway, enough of the pondering, I’m giving a big shout out to the things that have made a positive difference in my life over the last year and I hope you enjoy my little trip down memory lane with my top 5 Glow Givers of 2017…
Batting my half century out of the park in August with a fabulous party/vow renewal and celebrations which seem to have happily gone on and on and on….my attention has definitely been diverted from ‘How do I look?’ to ‘How do I feel?’ It seems I’m not the only one. Scouring the blogosphere which is exploding with exciting and vital over 50 bloggers and reading features in magazines/newspapers and watching the gorgeous Angela Rippon in How to Stay Young, it’s clear to see that there’s a much needed revolution of us ‘oldies’ in society – in real life and in the media and on our screens. The Grey Army (or Rainbow Warriors I like to think because we are NOT fading into the background) are a force to be reckoned with and according to recent research from Superdrug, 7 in 10 women say they feel more confident now than they did in their twenties, proving that confidence comes with age and attitudes to ageing are-a-changing.
Seeing as I’m giving my blog a bit of a shake up over the next few months, one of the categories I want to resurrect is What’s Not To Love Wednesday, where I’ll be focussing on something that makes me trill with delight (trill? Well…you know what I mean.) And, unlike the rest of my blog, it may not have anything to do with beauty and wellbeing specifically – thought whatever it is, will always bring a frisson of joy into your life – a bit of glowology!
There’s definitely a time and place for long, relaxing treatments that encompass beauty and wellbeing, or for those slightly invasive techniques that delve a bit deeper into your skin concerns and may leave you with a day or two of downtime. And that’s all well and good, but with Christmas around the corner and not enough hours in the day, I want no-fuss, get-me-looking-good-right-now kind of help.
Anyone who knows me knows I’m a summertime girl – flip flops, cocktails and beaches are up there on my list of favourite things and sunshine is always guaranteed to lift my mood. But when winter comes around, it can be a different story. As much as I enjoy parts of it, such as sparkly fairy lights, mulled wine and comfort foods, I really have to be ready for the bleaker days ahead, so I need to pull out the happy-makers to blast away the dark day doldrums!
In a world where 50 year olds are shopping alongside their teenage daughters in Top Shop (hello, me!) and giving those Lulu Lemon clad 20-somethings a run for their money in the gym (hello, me! Oh. Wait. No, that isn’t me. But it is women over 50 that I know) then I reckon we can drop the middle-aged tag and just be us. Age-free, fuss-free and label-free!
Like many bloggers, I’ve had my ups and downs in the blogosphere. Some days I’ve been excitedly making plans about what I could write about or how I could develop my blogging skills, maybe by learning more about photography, attending blogging courses and meeting up with other like-minded bloggers. Other days I’ve been a bit ‘meh, blogging schmogging’. And sadly, it’s been more of the latter vibe lately.
Do you ever feel you just need a place to get away and restore the brain batteries? A place where you can grab a bit of peace and quiet, where you won’t being disrupted every 5 minutes by a slobbering labrador wanting food/walks or a teen that’s lost her college pass, homework, purse, mobile….? I do! Being freelance definitely has its advantages but there are a few downsides, so finding a hub of tranquility among busy London life is ideal…Well, I found it and it’s called Gazelli House!
That Indian Summer kept dipping its head in and out of the first days of autumn, didn’t it? Last week I did the dog walk in waterproof boots because it was muddy at the park, changed into flip flops for a meeting (gold, special ones ;-)) because the sun was out and because I’d just painted my toenails a lovely red/orange and then left the meeting a few hours later, squelching through puddles with a scarf wrapped around my head to shield off the wind and rain! Wow, do excuse me for that terribly British weather update but here’s what I’m getting at…
Who else tries to limit themselves to 10 minutes max on the Daily Mail Online? And who else fails miserably, winding up goggly eyed, scrolling through stories about which Z-list celebs have just secured a £10,000,000,000,000 contract to be the Face of Flatulence or whatever new perfume/makeup/clothing line is hoping to be the next Kardashian inspired money making hit? I really hope I’m not alone here! Now, apart from the reality TV tripe, there is often a story or two that catches my eye, like the recent one by extremely talented novelist, Raffaella Barker, where she writes about feeling invisible at times and imparts the ways she has helped overcome that. So, my question to you is: Do you ever feel invisible?
What even is midlife anymore? As a little girl, I thought 40 was middle aged, but now I’m 50 and I think…am I there yet? The ageing goalposts have definitely moved and I think, overall, it’s a good thing. We are now supposed to be a nation of pro-agers and being ageist is just not tolerated anymore…is it?
There has to be an exclamation at the end of this post title or how else will you hear me SHOUTING about Saturday 12th August?! I’m still buzzing from the excitement of the weekend and for once, it’s not just because of the coffee. I won’t make this a long one (or at least I’ll try not to) but I feel I have to write this down because I want to remember it forever…
When the sun decided to get its shiny little act together around May this year and flatter us with some much needed rays, my thoughts turned immediately to my feet. Panic stricken at the state of my toenails and in a flummox about where I’d stashed last year’s summery footwear (my dog walking boots had been permanently stuck to my feet since last October), I had a mini melt down. It took copious amounts of coffee and a DIY pedi SOS with the brightest nail polish I could find to calm the situation. Now, all I needed were some decent summery shoes…
There’s been a restlessness in the air or maybe it’s just a bit of a summer shake-up? Maybe – most likely – it’s the thought of my upcoming 50th. But, whatever it is, I have decided to make some changes…
A few months ago, I was walking down Chiswick High Road feeling a bit fed up with myself. My workload was pretty heavy and I hadn’t made time to get to any exercise classes. Lack of workouts tend to send me into a downward spiral when it comes to my mood and what I eat. In fact, my diet has been pure pants…No, no, no…I haven’t been surviving on a strict diet of Y-fronts and boxers but ‘pants’ as in ‘rubbish’ i.e., pizza, crisps, chocolate, bread, and more chocolate. Really, there has been no holds barred when it comes to carbs and sugar.
2017 is not a bad time in which to be almost 50 or, in fact 60, 70 and beyond. Not only do we have amazing role models in the public eye like Susan Sarandon and Dame Helen Mirren who give the youngsters a run for their money on the red carpet – even overshadowing them sometimes – with their sheer sass and chutzpah. But the over 40s blogging scene is exploding with fabulous women celebrating their age and giving a two finger salute to anyone who dares tell them they ‘shouldn’t be doing this’…or ‘wearing that’ at ‘your age’….O.M.G. The very thought…excuse me while I take a moment!