Italian Women
I’ve spent quite a lot of time in Italy this year (for work, rather than play) – and I’ve decided: in my next life, I want to be Italian. Well, we probably all want to be Italian. Sensual. Sexily eleg...
Read moreI’ve spent quite a lot of time in Italy this year (for work, rather than play) – and I’ve decided: in my next life, I want to be Italian. Well, we probably all want to be Italian. Sensual. Sexily eleg...
Read moreThe height of the holiday season is here – and with luck, we’ll all be making hay while the sun shines. (If you can make hay, that is, from a sun lounger.) Now, we don’t want to stray into grandmother...
Read moreI have a friend – she’d better remain nameless – whose husband has never seen her without make-up. I kid you not. To preserve the ‘illusion’, she goes to bed in her make-up (heaven knows why she has s...
Read moreI love, love, love perfume – don’t you? From a teenager, my dressing table’s been cluttered with a joyous array of bottles: Miss Dior, Eau Sauvage, Chanel No. 22 (I prefer this little known ‘relative’...
Read moreThere are times in life when what’s going on threatens to send someone off the top of the stress-o-meter, and this has been one of them for me. I’ve a ‘fragrant’ new venture launching mid-May (Gill wi...
Read moreAh, spring days. How blissful to feel the air on your legs. How carefree. Carefree, that is, unless you have ‘leg issues’. From late September through till mid-spring, of course, anyone who feels thei...
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