I really love the idea of getting showered in the morning and taking my time to apply my body lotion and face creams; it feels as though this is my special time to myself. Some folk like to bath every evening and have the same hour or so to themselves. I’ve always been a morning person and this is reflected in the order I prepare myself. anti perspirant needs time to dry so that goes on first, followed by the first of my face creams, the anti wrinkle one. then the body lotion to help care for very dry skin on arms and legs. Once those are done, time to pop out to the bedroom and do my exercise routine for 15 minutes. When the last arm swing has been completed, I leap back into the ensuite to put the face moisturiser on – and then some eye make up. A bit of black and I’m your gal!
This is really the season to look back over the last 12 months and take stock. Firstly of what has happened to us and the effects we may still be feeling – as we age, there are the illnesses that take a bit longer to shift. I had the most awful chesty cough, followed by a cold, leading up to Christmas. Despite much care with hygiene and wrapping myself up warmly when going out for my now more routine walks, I still succumbed. My task now, having taken stock, is to see where I can safeguard or future proof myself for the coming months.
I have resolved to do my paid work, ie. articles and writing, in the morning only and to stop absolutely at noon. Take a light lunch, clear up, and then march forth for a short, brisk walk. This will really help my body, my mind, and my skin. All very free to achieve!
When the winter comes, it brings not only a cold and dampness to the air around us and in our homes, but it changes the way we feel. My body for example needs a lot of moisturising all year round but in the autumn and winter, I get through barrels of lotion. I used to enjoy a comforting bath, in the days when we only had one a week and got by with daily washing the rest of the time. That one action – hot water with some kind of smelly bath product, used to be a highlight of my week. It acted as a refresher and restorer of good vibes – Sunday has always been the end of my week, rather than the start of it. That hot, luxuriously perfumed haven of bubbles would be the signal that an early night would definitely bring its rewards the next day – Monday!
There has been quite a revolution in the shopping experience available around where I live – my golly it needed it, but this is something else1 after much promising by the local MP and council leaders, a huge wetland area, formerly busy and grimygravel extractio pits, have been totally redeveloped. What we have now is an amazing combination of te top ladies’ and gents’ clothing stores – small but functional and totally in keeping with the changing shopping habits of the nation. There are also outdoor pursuit stores selling clothing, camping and walking gear – an adventurer’s paradise. Also in the specially designed eatery area are a wide selection of restaurants, cafes and pizza parlours, all overlooking the fantastic piece de resistance . . . . . the nature reserve section. It’s a life enhancing and mood boosting experience and you can only feel much happier after a visit – surely that’s the aim of the game!
There really is something to be said for having style. Poise and elegance are words we always associate with tall willowy ladies – usually those over teenage years but who have never given in to the usual problems of aging – additional pounds on the middle and hefty hips. I have met up with several matronly madames in recent weeks and I know what they’re thinking. I could recite with them the whining . . . ‘it’s all right for you, you can eat what you like and stay skinny as a rake…..’ It’s absolutly not true – its the fact I can’t do that which makes me do masses of exercise at night and in the morning. Apart from a weakness for mint imperials, I avoid most confectionery and these days I never buy crisps or other snacks. I’d only eat them! I drink lots of fluid – by that it could be fizzy water, tap water, tea, fruit tea and diet coke. I like to stay slim and show off my height and figure – it makes me feel really good. I do it for me. To show my style.
The oddest things happen occasionally. I had been thinking for some time that I ought to look again at my skincare choices. I’ve used the same products now for about twenty years, with one or two changes but generally going back to the safe old ones. Now tha I’m in the slightly less new bracket . . . . . I realised that my skin had also joined me in this elite grouping. I have never used face make up itself – a lack of confidence in applying! I cotton pads with a liquid to totally cleanse my Dusty style waterproof lining and lashes. I do use apply creamy facial wash with fingers and then rinse it off with hands and then clean flannel. Drying is critical here, before applying an anti wrinkle cream – that stays, there’s nothing to beat it. After that comes my upgraded choice – a super luxurious feeling cream for day or night as appropriate – I feel complete once that one goes on. Am fit for the day!
I was invited to a wedding a few years ago – just when the habit of producing one’s own wedding invites came into fashion. The card itself was most attractive, the invitation was very clear with date and venue etc. The bride to be suffered badly from migraines if she came into contact with certain perfume products or aromas. So rather than be faced with a nightmare of passing out during the ceremony, she put a little ditty as the left hand narrative. I can’t remember the exact phraseology but it politely but firmly requested that no one wore scented products of any kind as it would ruin her day and just about everyone else’s. It was pretty effective, there was no fainting, headaches or yelling for ambulances – apart from anything that could have kicked off after we older guests had pushed off back to our rooms. Effective but sad to think that no scent can bring that flash of joy to her day.
In the spring, we like to look forward to the growth and renewal of plants and living things. We can take inspiration from this into our wardrobes! A classic spring time colour is green, offering a freshness and vibrancy to your wardrobe. Greens look good on all skin types, but be sure to take into consideration whether you are cool toned or warm toned. Cool toned skin looks better with more blue in the green, whereas warmer tones can carry off more yellow.
Along with green, choose floral shades of pinks, lilacs and yellows. Add a touch of brightness with white and cream. Again, look carefully at different shades to suit warm or cool tones!
For accessories, why not add a floral bag, some cute shoes or a lightweight scarf in a co-ordinating shade or pattern? Be daring and mix different patterns to really catch people’s eyes.
I have been a subscriber to a particular woman’s magazine – from the very inception. It has all kinds of articles and suggestions for how to make the very best of ourselves. I love looking over these articles. I read them, check on the products they suggest and then still go back to the ones in my ensuite cabinet. The columnist who produces this valuable information every months is very earnest – she really tries hard to engage me – and several million others with me. I don’t know who chose her – I researched her last week – to my amazement I found she had contacted the magazine herself some years ago and thought she was better than the columnist they’d used for years. I also discovered she is a good 20 years younger than me. I think I might just be contacting them for a spot – I can say hand on heart, I’m looking jolly dandy for my age if I may say so.
I have always worn eye make up – from early days sneaking into school with the blotchy signs of an adolescent hand with the cheap make of mascara – a flat palette with what looked like a flat skinny tooth brush. The results often looked like I used the real thing to apply it. I can’t believe I was naive enough to think the teachers would believe my plaintive cry that it was left on from the night before . . . . Nowadays I am so very careful to rid my face and skin of every single grain of make up – I only ever wear it on my eyes still, but I’m much more careful how I pile on the Dusty Springfield lookalike! Nothing’s changed there except for my scubbing off every night before bed. I was encouraged to have a facial routine in my teens and I stick to it religiously – after all, it might just be working!