Monthly Archives: March 2013

Things are looking up. I’m looking down (at my nails)

Last time we spoke, things were bad. The baby wasn’t sleeping, was full of cold, and I was covered in sick. Thank goodness, life has improved a bit chez Minimum. The cold has gone. We have had a very successful few nights after introducing controlled crying, so we’re all sleeping much better. And I’ve had enough time to actually get back to some of my beauty projects. Things are definitely looking up!

My top priority was getting my nails sorted out-I’ve not had time recently to get the polish done at the brilliant Vietnamese place (they’re great, but don’t do making appointments, so I’ve just been unlucky that they’ve been busy whenever I’ve walked past with 15 free minutes recently). I’d got quite embarrassed by how awful my nails looked too-cuticles all over the shop, and I’d used a bright colour (Rose Libertine by Rimmel) without a base coat (I KNOW, lesson learned!) and it had left me with pretty horrible looking yellow staining. Boo. So something Had To Be Done, and I decided that gel nails would do nicely for now-long lasting, unchippable, would definitely cover up the yellow, and I don’t seem to have any of the issues with dry nails that other people complain about with gel polish (downside – it is expensive, at £27 a go, so will still be a treat, rather than a regular part of my routine). 

I went to a lovely small beauty salon I’ve used before, and the nail lady was ace-really quick, very thorough, didn’t tell me off too much for my dodgy cuticles, and I went for French Rose, which is a quiet, undemanding pink that won’t show too much when it starts growing out.

So, nails sorted, facial, brow wax and lash tint booked for this weekend, and a new princessing thread to follow on Mumsnet-I feel a new sense of momentum!



My glamorous life

The baby has a cold. When babies have colds, they make very sad faces, snot everywhere, and stop sleeping because they feel so awful. That’s all familiar-I’m much the same myself when a cold strikes. What I didn’t know is that they can also projectile vom everywhere because they swallow so much mucus. Leading to today’s glam post, in which I ended up literally covered in sick yesterday evening, after snuggling up on the bed to cuddle the poor sad hot-cheeked baby. Top parenting tip-if your child ever makes a noise that sounds interestingly prehistoric (I thought it was quite like an angry stegosaurus) hold them at arms length to avoid the worst!

After stripping the baby, the bed and myself, I put the washing machine on super hot, ran the boy a bath and hosed him down, and he went to sleep clean and sweet smelling, just in time for my husband to arrive home and see an adorable sleeping child. I handed over full responsibility for the baby to my husband and went and ran the hottest bath I could get out of our ancient boiler, and added a lot of Molton Brown Heavenly Gingerlily bubbles. I had a good scrub, then lounged around and read my book, put a hair mask on and combed it through, and eventually emerged, pink, glowing and ready for bed. Which all went to plan, until I was woken up by the small coldy boy managing to throw up on me through the bars of his cot. Cleanup round two was a bit less Molton Brown and bath lounging and a lot more Wash and Go in the shower-luckily, we’ve stayed sick free as a household for nearly 24 hours, so I’m keeping my fingers crossed that the cold is on its way out!

Running (ish)

Yesterday was running club and I went. I had something very odd happen where as soon as my knees felt any impact other than just being walked on, they felt like they were jarring. I was very lucky that I was the only beginner there and had my own running leader, so I didn’t slow anyone else down-we power walked, did lots of lunges and squats and I think my heart rate was kept up pretty well for the hour, I’m just a bit disappointed as I was really looking forward to it. The running leader said I could be coming down with something, and I have woken up a bit headachey and snotty, so perhaps that’s it. Really looking forward to next week!

In beauty news-I’ve let things slide (a VERY little) so will be paying much more attention to that side of things over the next couple of days!

Balance Me Extra Care

I saw a brilliant coupon in the Telegraph a few weeks ago for a Balance Me mini product trio, and you only had to pay postage. It arrived recently, and so far I’ve tried two out of the three products-an eye cream and a facial oil (the other one is a wrinkle cream, so addresses about the only skin concern I don’t have at the moment!) So, here’s the review…

Extra Care Wonder Eye Cream:

Containing camomile, lemon and lots of other lovely things (including rosehip oil-a big favourite of mine) this has been a real success. I’ve been using it for just over a week, and really like the texture-it’s quite light, but feels like a treat when I smooth it on (I smooth first, then pat-no idea why, maybe that’s what my mum does with eye creams?) The skin around my eyes looks brighter, and it really helps me wake up in the mornings.

Extra Care Radiance Facial Oil

I love a facial oil, I really do. And I gave this one a good shot, but it just doesn’t seem to be the one for me. This also contains camomile, as well as yarrow and buruti nut oil, and has a nice texture-quite a dry oil. I used it at night, instead of my usual rosehip oil, and was disappointed with the amount of moisture in my skin the next morning. Rosehip oil seems to leave my skin with a real glow, but this didn’t give me the lustre I was expecting (and hoping for!) and I had two dry patches which got progressively worse while I was using it.

I have tried a couple of other Balance Me products (their rose otto lip salve intensive lip salve is one of my favourites) and really like the ethos of the company-their slogan is ‘Beauty that works naturally’ and their products are very clean (no parabens, sulphates, mineral oils or other nasties) so I am delighted to be adding their eye cream to my morning routine, and putting my old cheapy eye gel to the back of the cupboard.