Angels on Bare Skin is a solid cleanser for gentle skin by Lush. When I say a ‘solid cleanser’, that means you take a pea sized piece of the cleanser and mix it with a small amount of water to make a paste and then apply to skin. The cleanser is inspired by a medieval recipe with rose and lavender and it looks and smells a little medieval to be honest but don’t let the smell/appearance put you off.
Once mixed with water the cleanser has small granules to gently exfoliate the skin. As someone who has perpetually sensitive skin as well as combination skin, I was unsure how my skin would react to this cleanser but just after a few washes my skin felt softer, less agitated and had none of the tightness other cleansers had caused.
While the cleanser looks a little scary in the pot, it really does do everything it says on the pot. Another perk is that a little of the cleanser goes a long way.
Recently, I toddled into my local Lush store for the very first time and purchased a few delicious smelling goodies. One of those goodies was a Lush lip balm called Honey Trap which comes in a cute little silver tin. Lip balm are quite possibly one item I buy on a very frequent basis. I don’t have overly dry lips but I tend to lick my lips a lot if I don’t have a balm on hand and this really dries my lips out. I usually apply lip balm as part of my nightly routine so that everything including my lips are well moisturised.
Honey Trap is a delicious smelling balm which is made up of white chocolate and honey. For me it is super moisturising and lasts a good while before I re-apply and I tend to re-apply frequently but I haven’t even made a dent in the amount of product in the tin so this leads me to believe that the balm will last me for a while.
Ultimately, would I repurchase this particular lip balm? Definitely, this to me seems to be one of the better lip balms on the market which actually does its job. I highly recommend this balm.
I’ve always been more of a lip balm rather than a lipstick kind of girl. Glosses are always too glossy – some are just too sticky while lipstick tends not to last and I’m slightly colour shy. I was initially a tad reluctant to try the new Revlon Just Bitten Balm/stain. I chose to try the colour ‘Honey’ – which, in my own personal, humble opinion turns out to be my lips but better. The colour is an amazing dusky rose colour which is, for the colour shy, the perfect colour it adds a bit of colour and glossiness to the lips without saying ‘hello, look at me, I’m wearing lippie’.
What I like:
– The packaging – I really like the design, it is like a big coloured pencil or crayon with a twistable bottom to control how much is exposed/used.
– The texture – glossy but not the sticky texture so many glosses have, it’s more of a balm texture with some lovely, buildable colour.
What I don’t like:
Nothing. Zilch. Nada. Can’t think of one bad thing……
This post is also published on the nzgirl website.
I’ve heard/read many reviews about this foundation – many of which were really good. There are many great qualities to this foundation but it’s not quite the right one for me. I tried it and realised I just had to break up with it.
The foundation’s coverage is medium and more on the matt side than dewy which is good for me as I have combination skin – oily through the t-zone with dry patches on the cheeks. I also like that a little really does go a long way.
What’s not so right:
The colour match: As I am rather naturally pale, I chose the lightest shade avaliable – 120, this was still a couple of shades too dark for me and ended up looking rather muddy. I also thought the foundation would benefit from a pump dispenser to control the amount of product used.
Have you tried Maybelline Fit me – what were your thoughts?
From Goodreads: If someone hurts your sister and you’re any kind of man, you seek revenge, right? If your brother’s been accused of a terrible crime and you’re the main witness, then you banish all doubt and defend him. Isn’t that what families do? When Mikey’s sister claims a boy assaulted her at a party, his world of work and girls begins to fall apart. When Ellie’s brother is charged with the crime, but says he didn’t do it, her world of revision, exams and fitting in at a new school begins to unravel. When Mikey and Ellie meet, two worlds collide. Brave and unflinching, this is a novel of extraordinary skillfulness and almost unbearable tension. It’s a book about loyalty and the choices that come with it. But above all it’s a book about love – for one’s family and for another.
The subject matter is one of those delicate which subjects which could have gone terribly wrong in novel form which is why I was skeptical about reading this book but I was pleasantly surprised. Downhall handled the subject with grace. And in fact the actual subject of rape is more on the periphial or the story – it’s not about those directly involved but about a brother trying to protect his sister and a sister trying to do the right thing. It’s a love story about two people on opposite sides of an issue. It’s difficult to review the book without giving too much away but it was a book I couldn’t put down and against all odds I was rooting for the couple to be together.
Lennie walker can’t stop thinking about her sister’s boyfriend. She can’t stop kissing her sister’s boyfriend. Why? Because he makes her feel closer to her sister, Bailey. Bailey died unexpectedly. She just…died. One minute she was an aspiring actress, the next she stopped breathing. For most of her life Lennie had been Bailey’s shadow. And now Bailey was gone and Toby was the only one who seemed to understand Lennie’s pain.
Then there’s Joe, who turns up in her band practice, all wide smiles and sophisticated French charm. Lennie can’t deny her attracti
on to Joe and he seems to take her out of her sorrow and for a few moments makes her forget about her dead sister. Which in turn makes Lennie feel guilty for not constantly being submerged int her grief.
The Sky is Everywhere really struck a chord and resonated with me. Anyone who has ever lost someone close to them will understand Lennie’s pain, her confusion of how she was supposed to survive without her precious sister, her guilt for enjoying her life even without Bailey in it and her frustration with how quickly the rest of the world manage to move on and lastly her need to cling onto Toby, Bailey’s boyfriend who is flailing in life as much as she is.
I had seen the movie version and hadn’t actually realised there was a book until I stumbled upon it at my local library. The movie made me cry. The book wrenched even more at my heart.
Wladyslaw Szpilman writes with an eery disconnect. It’s all very matter of fact and that’s what makes it so haunting. He wrote the book as a journal shortly after the war so the experiences were still fresh, so perhaps he was suffering some kind of shock and that’s what makes it so compelling. The movie was beautifully and hauntingly made and captures the entire essence of the book which so many movies fail to do but the book adds another layer to have it from the horse’s mouth so to speak and to have his voice in your imagination as you read.
Wladyslaw Szpilman lived through the war as a matter of accident. He was not shipped off on a train to an extermination camp purely because a police officer recognised him and pulled him back. Afterwards, he survived on the kindness of a distance relative and then on the kindness of strangers with a conscience. He survived the razing of Warsaw due to the kindness of a German officer who at the time of meeting Szpilman was ashamed to call himself German. Szpilman never saw the officer again but later discovered he was not the only Jew the officer had helped and ultimately saved.
After it’s first publication in Poland in 1946, the book was quickly taken off the shelves and Szpilman was forced to claim the officer was Austrian rather than German as it was unimaginable to have a German as a Jew’s saviour.
This story is a haunting, heartbreaking and beautifully told story of a human’s quest for survival even when he seemingly has nothing left to live for and nowhere to hide.