I’ve been ‘absent’ recently. There’s a good reason. And, no, I haven’t been abroad to have cosmetic surgery. Nor, thank God, has my cancer returned. I've been a proverbial sounding board for my partner who has launched his own small business, selling limited edition, designer space rock T-shirts. A limited edition T-shirt by space rock brand Hawking Seeds. Honestly, I didn’t see it coming. He’s a dedicated Monday to Friday kind of guy, been in the same job for literally years

It’s mid-April and there’s going to be a heatwave. Or, you have an event in three hours. Perhaps you’ve just caught a glimpse of yourself in the morning light and realised your complexion looks a little... subterranean. The immediate impulse is to reach for a self-tanner. But before you commit to the scent of burnt biscuits and the high-stakes gamble of ‘Will this turn me orange?’, let’s talk about the alternative — a DIY face tan. I’ve recently been experimenting with facial

For a long time, my life was measured in cycles: rounds of chemo, appointments, scans, and side effects. The day I was told I was in remission is the day a new war began — the struggle with the fear of cancer recurrence after treatment. I lived wholly in the ‘during’ of breast cancer. I took a certain pride in it — a quiet, steely resolve to endure whatever was thrown at me. And I did. Actually, that's a lie. I was mostly hysterical and a difficult patient because I was terri

We’ve all been there. The wonder serum that everyone is talking about on TikTok finally arrives and the temptation to slather it on immediately is overwhelming. That urge can be as strong as the need for a strong coffee first-thing in the morning. But in an era of medical-grade actives and high-percentage acids, skipping the skincare patch test is a dangerous game of Russian roulette. You could, quite literally, be playing with fire. While most of us have skipped this vital s