Here are some quotes on turning 30 that popped up on a quick Google search. If you're 29, you might want to pour yourself a G&T:

When you’re a teenager, all you want to do is buy beer. But once you hit 30 all you want to do is to get carded - Carrie Bradshaw

After 30, a body has a mind of its own - Bette Midler

Depressed yet? Well, pin back your wrinkles, as old Francis Fitzgerald has something to finish us off:

Thirty – the promise of a decade of loneliness, a thinning list of single men to know, a thinning briefcase of enthusiasm, thinning hair - F. Scott Fitzgerald

As someone who's passed


Interiors: Beautiful beds

Beyond the beauty hall: a new start

Well, so much for me being an 'ex blogger'!

It feels strange being back here, and the past two hours have seen a jumble of words written and deleted on this page. My return boils down to the simple fact that I have missed writing here, but the struggle comes with the knowledge that what I wrote about before is less important to me than it once was. Let me explain...

My decision to stop blogging in June was motivated by a variety of factors, only some of which I declared. I was (and still am) much more focused on 'a quiet life' but I'd also reached my limit with the beauty industry. I looked back on some of the products I'd tested, and considered how many of them I was still using: it was very few. Certainly not the prized hair 'oil' that was actually full of silicones and ended up ravaging my hair. Or even the serums that cost three figures and made absolutely no difference to my skin. I was sick of the marketing; sick of being told that this product would make me beautiful, and even more, I was sick of telling you that you should buy it, too. I was sick of being part of what I felt was a myth, another non-expert reeling off what was essentially a list of today's likes and dislikes. Who knew what tomorrow would bring? So, I changed tack.

While I wasn't blogging, I started using all natural products, being kinder to my body, and it worked wonderfully. With my hair dryer locked away and only real oil and eggs for topical nourishment and a balanced diet for internal benefit, my hair grew long and glossy. Expensive cleansing balms were scrapped in favour of coconut oil and my skin was as clear and healthy as it's ever been. Then crisis hit at work, and the telltale signs of stress started to appear on my 31 year old face. I found myself craving laboratory beauty once more, but the sceptic who abandoned this blog in June couldn't be quieted and I couldn't quite bring myself to make a purchase that I wouldn't have hesitated over in the past. Maybe there isn't a cream for everything, and given the choice, I'm happy to get older. I think there's a balance to be struck, which is as much about stripping away the complexity of the quack science that's marketed to us every time we step into a chemist or a department store beauty hall as it is about me enjoying writing this blog. I don't want to write about things that aren't useful anymore, because these words are out there to be read and it's important to me that they communicate something of value.

And that's why this blog has had a change of name: I now find myself beyond the beauty hall, although where that is, I'm not quite sure! I guess the evolution of this blog will come as I start to develop a new voice about the things I have become more passionate about and I very much hope you'll tag along for the journey!

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