From The Archives: GlamGlow SuperCleanse

In which I reveal that I am, in fact, a dragon.

I was fortunate enough to have an overnight at Johnstown Estate Hotel which included yum cocktail, gorge food and and a spa experience featuring Elemis products.

I knew I had a cache of Elemis at home and once returned, went for a dig. One of the moisturisers basically had liquefied entirely, and a scrub had turned to stone. I did manage to get great use out of a night cream and my Pro-Collagen Marine Cream is, happily, in excellent nick.

Time to start using stuff that I am holding onto, I decided! What is the use of this horde of product if they are silently falling to bits in a variety of boxes?

My hand hit this:

I adore GlamGlow masques and reckoned this ought to be as good. And it is.

It’s lightweight yet effective, works really well applied to the skin and then brushed around by an appliance the like of the Sonic Face Cleaning Brush from Clinique. (Which may be a whole ‘nother post as I realise I’ve got several different attachments I haven’t used, hmmm.)

However, after a few days hanging out in my shower, this happened:

Yuck! I put off using it that morning since I didn’t want to be scrubbing foil in my face. I set it out to dry and considered whether or not I could… replace it? Like… what? Where was I going to find a new cap? Surely in my horde, but then what to do with the uncapped one?

I scraped off as much as I could, and I’ve since put in the one of my three suction-cupped shower caddies that experiences the least spray.

Decanting it into one of those travel-type dispensers you can buy at the euro/dollar store might serve… eh, I’m already losing interest. The product is good but not really worth all this if-ing and but-ing.

It’s not as though I don’t have a bunch of boxes to paw through and see what else I have! Thus, the drawbacks and benefits of proverbially crouching over the spoils of my years as a proper, paid beauty journo…

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YEAH or NAH: Bun Heatless Curlers from Penneys

Bringing the TikTok sensation home.

Okay, so: I have a lot of hair, but it is very fine. Heat mostly does not work on it without an absolute shed load of some class of aerosol fixative.

When I get a blow dry without any spray, it falls out within the hour, unless I get home, spray it, and twist it into a pineapple, and then get a good second-day hairdo.

When I saw a few videos of Penneys Bun Heatless Curlers on the clock app, I reckoned, why the heck not?

Two pack of Penneys Bun Heatless curlers displayed on my bed.
Two pack of two pack of Penneys Bun Heatless curlers displayed on my bed.

I bought two two-packs due to the amount and length of my hair.

Most people I saw using them, or those of their ilk, only used two but that didn’t seem like enough.

Naturally, I only needed three, insert eyeroll emoji here.*

Three heatless culrer buns
Oompa loompa, but make it pink.

Immediately upon lying down, waves of PTSD from childhood crashed through me, thanks to this sort of curler.

It took forever to fall asleep and I expected to wake surrounded by the detritus of good curly hair intentions.

I woke.

Ugh, flash!

The buns were intact! The unveiling excitement was real.

That… was that.

Now, I’d gotten a lovely layered haircut a week or so ago, and did expect better than this.

It was absolutely not worth the effort, not so much from winding the hair around the soft curlers and then tucking them away in their lil sleeping bags, but from trying to find a comfortable way to lay my head down.

I am impressed they stayed in, I guess.

This is, I fear, a resounding ‘nah’.


If you have thicker hair than I, these may work for you. €3.50 for two at Penneys, while they last.


*🙄 Okay, one can in fact insert actual emojis. The more you know.


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Let’s Review! Again! Eau Thermale Avène Tinted Compact 50 SPF

I reviewed this 11 years ago – what the actual, as we may have said back then – and in the course of last year’s move, one of these was winkled out of my dragon’s hoard of beauty products.

It was not very old! So I thought I’d give it another whirl, and it is as good as when I first tried it.

So here we go again, but two thing to start:

1} I remember I used to write lil beauty haikus which is adorable; please see below.

2} I also said I was going to write about having been hosted by the brand at Avène-les-Bains itself, which is a trip that I still think of fondly, but I never did.

In brief: getting there was the usual press trip ordeal of too many transfers; the midnight bus journey was horrendous. The town itself was stunning, while the place itself was less Maldives-spa vibe and more like utilitarian white tile-spa vibe.

Despite the lack of indulgent comforts, the treatment was amazers, absolutely fantastic, I have never felt so clean and hydrated in my life.

I also got to show off my French comprehension and translated for the group before going in for our individual sessions. Which for an example was a profusion of French that boiled down to: ‘Stand where the feet are painted on the floor.’ ‘When she holds up the spray nozzle, hold your breath.’

Ça veut dire LOL en français?

I occasionally come across those photos in my phone… Memories!

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When reviewing things
It helps to read directions.
Call me crazy, right?

I love French stuff: the food, the wine, the lifestyle, the whole santé thing that they do. I’d never heard of the Avène line before, but have had the chance to try several of their products. I particularly got a kick out of the Thermal Spring Water, but haven’t really made it a big part of my regime. I was spritzing myself with the pressurised spray because I was bored during the snowpocalypse. It helped break up the day, and I suspect my skin, housebound as I was, enjoyed the refreshing sensation.

AVENE TINTED COMPACTWe don’t suffer from a lack of moist air in Ireland, so it doesn’t seem necessary to carry around a container of hydrotherapy in my handbag. Neither is the sun much of an issue, but SPF enthusiasts will insist that any sun is sun that is going to age us and give us skin cancer, so when the Eau Thermale Avéne Tinted Compact 50 SPF came through the letterbox, I thought, ‘Better safe than sorry.’

Of course, I didn’t bother reading exactly what it was so when I tried to use it as pressed powder, uh yeah, it didn’t work. Because it is foundation. Unaware, I swiped it over a face that was already sporting foundation. Crazy! I put it aside and forgot about it, scarred momentarily by my misuse of it.

Then one day I was running late, and I wanted to cut out the middle woman, meaning the time-consuming dispensing of foundation and then application of it onto my face > yeah, wha’? This makes sense to me, okay? Remind me to tell you about the time I used to take a cab four blocks to work — And so! So I picked this up, and using the pad that cunningly rests in the hinge between the top of the compact and the flip-up mirror, had a flawless face in three-ish swipes of product. I’ve never actually counted. I’m trying to reconstruct in my mind’s eye… okay… more like four-ish.

I brought this with me on my hols because it’s compact and effective and easy. It looks amazing, and it lasts and lasts. It’s also got a laundry list of excellent qualities — protection against UV radiation, free radicals, and sweat, as well as offering irritation reduction — but frankly the most important thing to me, at the end of the day, is that I don’t want to have to be touching up excessively throughout said day. This is a matte finish that combines the best effects of foundation and powder, and I am quite sad that I am near to using it up.

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2024 prices vary wildly; €30 seems like the top end, but online shops price it much less, even Amazon. (Just as a matter of interest, it was €24.41/£15/$35 in 2013.)

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Notino Dot Ie Haul Under €50

Everybody but the US can enjoy this site (soz)

I had to have a think about how I came upon notino.ie (scroll down for links to your country). I am a fragrance fangirl* and I may have been clicking around looking for a reasonable facsimile of D&G’s Velvet Desert Oud… but I think it’s because I came across Barnängen as a product line and did the google and it lead me there.

It was a fortuitous google indeed as I am now addicted to their shower creams and gels, all under €6 a pop. I’ve tried their body cream and the pump version didn’t pump so great, and the body butter is fab but really thick, so that’s like a night time application, no good for someone like me who is always rushing out the door of a morning. It’s like cake icing only thicker, so you need to plan for using it.

I hadn’t been happy with the shower gels I had on rotation, so I visited the site in order to stock up and went a lil bit bonkers.

Hidden in the back is HASK Curl Defining Cream; my hair is wavy enough to be able to encourage some curls if I apply stuff like this to damp hair and twist it up for 24 hours. I’ve tried it and can happily recommend. I mean, I don’t get any gorgeous corkscrew curls, but I do get tighter waves; don’t expect miracles.

The rest of the stuff you can read the labels yourself. I will say the OnlyBio only works well on damp skin and the Dermacol nail hardener there isn’t great.

I will also say that huge Syoss shampoo was the free sample I checked off when invited to choose one! I will also say I reckon it’s been sitting in the warehouse for ages as the bottle was literally actually dusty. But I lovvvvve itttt not only for its size but for its efficacy. I forgot how good keratin is for my hair.

I had a coupon code for 15% off because I’m on the mailing list, and also got free shipping, so I’d say this was excellent value (ymmv).

That’s me set up in shower gel for a good while anyway!

*Watch this space for an absolute squee over some French perfume I found circuitously via TikTok!

This Could Be Better: Nuxe Huile Prodgieuse Neroli

Is that shouting and mayhem I hear?

I’m not saying that this bottle of deliciousness isn’t good, I’m saying something could be improved upon.

As a long time fan of the original huile – I mean, look here – I did not think the formulation could get any better than it was, and then the Neroli version dropped in 2021. I loooooovvvvve neroli. Though its fragrance derives from orange blossom, you won’t smell like you’ve spilled your Tropicana all down your front. This is citrusy, for sure, but also green and a bit floral, a darker floral than the original huile (that’s down to its sweet almond and the camellia).

So okay, 10/10, no notes, except…

The bottle.

The bottle is glass and it is square. When one has just stepped out of the shower and wishes to squirt this delectable oil onto one’s still damp skin, it is an entire pain in the bum.

The squareness does not sit well in the (damp) palm, and the glass-ness is the nightmare you’d imagine it to be in a wet hand.

This is deeply irritating as there is nothing like oil on the damp skin for hydration. The open pores suck it in, and it, in turn, locks in the moisture and you are not only highly moisturised but also spectacularly fragrant.

Or you would be. If you could get the stuff out of the bottle and onto your bod. It was so bad the last time I tried to spray myself down I was sure I was almost out of it, but no: there is a good 1/3 of oil left.

Must I remove the spray part and pour into my palm? I will, if I have to, and question the whole point of the inconvenience of having to ditch the part that’s meant to be the most convenient thing of all.

I would not be happy with a bottle that had one of those lil plastic covers that have the one hole in them either. What if the bottle was tall and thin??? That might work…

Argh!!

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From the Archives: Smashbox Fusion Soft Lights

In which I shut my eyes and grab the first thing my hand hits, no matter how agéd.

Look how pretty she is!

Guess what though: she is usssselessssssss.

At first, I thought I was using the wrong sort of brush, even though it looked like a blush/highlighter brush… Grand, thought I, I’ll just use the chunky brush I’d been using for my Hourglass Ambient Powder, a nice, fat, mushroom type cluster of bristles.

Yeah, nah. Made no difference. Repeated passes of the brush took up little to no product. Was I not transferring enough of the darker hues? Made not a blind bit of difference. At one stage I ran the compact directly onto my palm and … wow, I’d never seen so little impact from a product, ever.

(Haven’t I? It’s worth thinking on…)

I went looking to see if they replaced it, but it doesn’t look like it. I think I may have hoarded some Too Faced Snow Bunny; I was going to say, I’ll do that for the next archival grab but I waxed lyrical about it over one entire decade ago. hashtag FFSL.

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Blogging: Back?

APPARENTLY! With Txitter’s recent descent into the deepest depths of toxicity, and Insta’s desire to not only target us with ads rather than the posts of our followers, but also to chase that TikTok vibe, social media is going through some changes.

Serious ones, serious enough that the general consensus seems to be: time to get back to blogging.

There are a couple of things going on here that are worth flagging. The first is that the internet is not forever. The Wayback Machine makes a liar of me, but I’m not referring to storage, I’m referring to that ineffable thing that make a site A Thing.

Remember I Can Haz Cheeseburger? Cute Overload? Gawker? The Hairpin? Not a one remains, or in existence in its founding form. Tastes change, ads fail to raise enough revenue to keep things running, those behind the scenes burn out.

The rise of the socials surely something to do with the demise of the above and others like them. The commentariat was the place to see and be seen, but that space soon became a thing of the past. Yes, sure, YouTube, but everyone knows that section is a dangerous neighbourhood.

The transition of Txitter from the world’s living room to blue-check disaster epitomises the reality of things changing. We can’t count on this stuff being free, and if we have to pay, we may as well do it from our on little corner of the ether.

So here we go again, I guess! I’m no longer a freelance beauty journalist, and my only free stuff is the leavings of colleagues on certain magazines. This may in fact free me up to be even more honest than I have ever been. I’ve got some posts in drafts that never saw the light of day, and will be sure to fill you in on my latest books under my pen name, Susanna Allen*.

Here I am enjoying a sheet mask. It’s Garnier, which I consider the best on the high street; I’m not convinced that any actual skincare is conveyed by this delivery device, but it makes makes me sit still for 15 minutes which is saying something.

Back on my shizz

I highly recommend Seoulista Rosy Glow Primer sachet: it gives seriously good undercoat for the rest of your makeup. Prices seem to be ranging from €5.95 to €8, which is very broad; I’d go looking for a three pack if I was you…

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Undergoing Renovation

…and not sure about that Cersei-esque holding image but hey — let’s go with it for a wee while. { Also not sure about the way it’s looking on mobile… I’m due new photos soon, so we’ll see what happens. }

BRB with new posts, additional themes, and more photos up my nose as I re-enter life post-Equine Assisted Therapy and Learning Diploma. Yay!

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Sweet Sixteen Minus Six: Clinique Clarifying Lotion

NUMBER 1!!!!11! Hope you enjoyed this. When I started the blog, I just about killed myself writing these things. Unlike my work in The Herald, these posts seemed sooooo looooong, but now I’m in the swing. Thanks for reading, and stay tuned for new reviews and features this week!

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When I was in my 20s, my godmother recommended that I start a proper skin care regimen. The gist of her argument was that just because I looked amazing and youthful right then didn’t mean that I could I take it for granted, and if I wanted to extend my years of amazingness and youthiness, I had better get cracking right away.

Clinique Clarifying tonerI chose Clinique. I can’t remember why, except that their fresh and spare ad campaigns made them, in my mind, modern and suited to my youthful amazingness. I got the 3-step thingie — the soap, the yellow moisturiser, and the Clarifying Lotion 2. I had to google the yellow stuff just now (Dramatically Different!) because I stopped using it ages ago, and the soap is distant, misty memory, but I have not yet found anything that is as effective as the Clarifying Lotion in terms of cleaning and toning my skin.

Despite its slightly astringent tingle, it doesn’t dry out my face. I just don’t feel like I’ve cleaned off the day if I don’t feel that blast of icy freshness. And who can argue with the power of Clinique Bonus Days! I ask you! Even after all these years of beauty largesse, the sight of a wee collection of cunningly assembled samples in some class of clever case sends a thrill racing through my veins. I’ve still got the mini bottle from that one Bonus that one Time, that had held Clarifying Toner — I continue to decant into it when traveling, and wouldn’t be without it.

Yes, indeed: many, many years on, it’s still a go-to/must have,/unassailable element of my beauty regimen. If you must know how many years it has been, well, I remember when all this product came in glass bottles. I think the years have been pretty kind to me, so clearly Clinique has done its job well. Many thanks to them, and to Auntie Sue, too!

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€36/$46/£33

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Sweet Sixteen Minus Six: bliss vanilla + bergamot

The first time I posted this, I upper-cased the b, the v, and the other b, even though it is not the style of the brand. This lower-case-ness is all well and good on a shelf — not so much in a post or in anything editorial. I think it looks weird. It’s weird, right?

I forgive it, though, as I love this line entirely. Number 2 in the series; at this writing I continue to long for something for The Hair that smells of this lovely, lovely scent…

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I’ll always remember the first time I got a whiff of Bliss’ cunning combination of vanilla and bergamot: I was working as the art director of a super cool female’s magazine, and one of my colleagues pretty much thrust an open tub of the Body Buff under my nose. ‘Oh, my God!’ I sighed. ‘It smells like the beach!’*

V+BIf ever there was a hoard-worthy product line, it is this one. I couldn’t bear to not have it around, just in case — and ‘just in case’ = the possibility of sharing my fragrant, beachy, perfectly exfoliated skin with a… ‘friend’. As it is, this scent almost exists almost entirely in my memory, because I allow myself to use it so rarely. (Which either says sad things about the state of my… ‘friendships’, or implies that I choose my ‘friends’ with extreme care. Let’s agree on the latter, shall we?)

Oh, but when I do decide to break out the V+B, I do it thoroughly and completely. The Body Buff is truly superb, and one of the top five I have ever used. The Soapy Suds come next, naturally, and of course it is all capped off with the wonderfully rich Body Butter. I only wish there was a shampoo and conditioner. And a perfume. And a — a hat, or something. I wish there were clothes that smelled like this.

You think I’m kidding, don’t you? I am so not. The smell of the seashore is hardwired into the pleasure centre of my brain, so that, like a rat in a Skinner box, once I get a whiff of beachy goodness all I want is more. Some of the best times of my life were spent oceanside, and a tonne of unencumbered joy is triggered by the glorious scent of the auld V+B. I am a great believer in aromatherapy, and the days in which I walk around, wafting the joyful fragrance of undiluted joy and optimism, I have a very joyful and optimistic day. It is totally true.

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Body Buff £28/€39/$36, Body Butter £20/€25/$28, Soapy Suds £16/€22/$18

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*I have absolutely no idea why the combination of vanilla + bergamot smells like the beach, but it does.

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I have a line on a scent that will complement this perfectly, but is not Of The Brand. Can you guess what it is?!?

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