Dr Perricone No Makeup Skincare

The last time I published a review of Dr Perricone products ... well, let's just say it did not go down too well, so it is with some trepidation that I come to write about them again! I have found myself intrigued by the No Makeup Skincare range for a while now, so, rather in spite of myself, I found myself forking over a bunch of cash in John Lewis recently for the core products, and wondering how I'd get along ...
  

Skincare of the Week - 22 August 2015

Joy abounds in the Get Lippie household whenever a parcel from Zelens shows up, and this week I was delighted that the two newest serums in the range appeared on my doorstep.  I'll be giving Zelens Intense Defence a good going over in the next few weeks, so expect my skincare routines to get a little ... visually undistinguishable ... for a while.  This was a simple routine that I'm already used to, so I can see if the serum does its stuff.

Shark Snorkelling with Boots Opticians at the London Aquarium

I've found myself in some surreal places with the blog at times, but I think a brand literally throwing me to the sharks was a bit unexpected!

Clarins Autumn 2015 - First Look

Not so much in the way of review, but just my first thoughts on the new makeup collection from Clarins this autumn:

Paradox by 4160 Tuesdays and Get Lippie

 I suspect there isn't a perfume writer alive who hasn't daydreamed of creating their own fragrance. A perfume writer who hasn't imagined sitting with a perfumer at their organ, selecting ingredients, puzzling over formulas, dabbling with modifications and attempting to create that great, mythical "perfect perfume" of their innermost desires, is, I think, barely a perfume writer at all.

Back in my smelling days, the "perfect perfume" of my imagination would have been a spicy powerhouse; containing saffron, cinnamon, cardamom, clove and black pepper, with punchy and overlooked carnations over amber and a dirty, dirty musk. It'd smack you in the face on first application, and never, ever let you go.  It would have been a melange of Nu by YSL, which is the perfume that taught me about the citric slap of black pepper, and Ambre Sultan by Serge Lutens (aka the one where I learned to love amber), alongside the suprisingly sparkling bright cardamom-rose spice of Marrakesh by Aesop, coupled with the creamy puddingy-hug of Safran Troublant by L'Artisan Perfumer.  My perfect perfume would have tickled your nose, made you hungry and (in all probability given the ingredient list), made you ever-so-slightly photosensitive.  It wouldn't have been polite, and you definitely wouldn't want to wear it to the office, either.