Grace and time

As women, we tend to notice other women more than we notice men. We are always looking to our female icons for fashion inspiration, chatting to our friends and neighbours about beauty tips. Women talk about women.

My mom and I were sitting at Vida on Sunday and looking at the diverse group of people around us. I noticed the beautiful, slim Camps Bay moms who had dragged their unimpressed toddlers into the morning mist for a social caffeine injection with the girls.

I noticed in particular one woman warmly greeting another with a warm, beautiful smile on her face, the two had a short exchange asking after each other’s husbands etcetera etcetera. The one woman gathered up her young and waved goodbye, and as soon as her back was turned, the once beautiful smile turned into a sneer that sat on her face like a scar.

I thought to myself “Jesus, was that the same woman” my mom noticed the observatory expression on my face and said “party mense is lelik as hulle ophou smile ne”.

And that got the cogs in my head turning, because not only was this woman no longer pretty, she was in fact quite ugly. It did not take rocket science to see that life had dealt her a hand of sour cards, it was written all over her face, and her snide insincere cover up face was now ugly too.

So what does it take to be stunning, to be gorgeous. In my opinion, it takes grace and hard work. See you can spend every last penny you have access to, on the most miraculous beauty serums, treatments and dopas. You can drink herbal tea and go for cellulite treatments, you can Botox the past out of your face and smother your skin in organic this and that from the top of the Himalayas to the bottom of the dead sea, but if you’re not feeling it inside, you’ll just be a an expensive mess.

Seek joy they tell us, seek inner peace. Yes, I can agree with that. Live a healthy life, stop smoking and drinking, stay out of the sun and avoid saturated fats. Doing those things will get you far I guess.

But how? That’s the part they seem to leave out.

Think of one dynamic, beautiful woman you know. For me I know a couple but Aletha Carswel springs to mind. My friend Genevieve and I often muse that “We want to be like her when we grow up”  one significant thing to notice about Aletha, is that I have never been able to gauge her age. I met her when I was 17 years old, and I dare say that time has appears to have forgotten all about her! I think she has hardly changed over the last 11 years. There is a regal and eminently graceful confidence in the way she carries herself, and I know this is a petty small minded self-involved thing to say, but she still greets me, in fact she makes an effort to do so.

She makes people feel special and memorable, and if I’ve learnt one saying that will always ring true, it’s that people will forget many, many things about you, but they will never forget the way you made them feel.

You may notice, that if you don’t know who Aletha is whilst reading this article, you don’t know much about her physical attributes, but I can guarantee that the picture envisaged in your mind does not resemble a hideous witch. Aletha is beautiful and kind, she is effortless and timeless.

Now think of the nastiest person you know, and counter her looks with your feelings. Take away the way she makes you feel, and discover how much more beautiful she could have been, if only it wasn’t for the way she treated the world around her.

That brings me then to the discovery of such glowing beauty, I think it has something to do with intention, what you intend… Do you intend to be happy? Do you intend to make people around you happy? Do you intend to see only beauty and goodness in those around you and in the situations that life throws at you?

Look I’m not saying, go forth and be naïve, use your own common sense. But learn to put your own rose tinted glasses on when the world  gets a bit grey, and above all if you have kids – I think you’ve got to Mary Poppins magic the crap out of them. Kids will keep you young, if you choose to play and interact with them.

I’ve since that day at Vida, tried to smile at random strangers, it’s quite hilarious the reaction of some people – I walked past a lady in Spar, our eyes met and I nodded a smile off in her direction – so shocked was she, that she turned to look behind her, only to find that I was in fact smiling at her. Not in a creepy axe murderer “you’re next” kind of way by the way… mind you.

So to be beautiful, I think you should drink lots of water, try to make someone else smile at least three times a day, get a good serum, use a good SPF for the day, eat healthy, yummy food, play with the people around you, find the fun in every situation, get enough sleep as often as you can, and be real, be sincere in your emotions, let it all hang out.

                          

Left above: Aletha Carswel     Right:  Genevieve and me

Colourscapade

As I mentioned yesterday, I have a stunning make-up pallet. In fact I have two, but you can’t have both… To get your hands on said gorgeous make-up pallet you will need to go to my facebook page and like the photo of the make up pallet… in addition you will also need to tweet me or comment below “What adds more colour to your life?” It could be a favourite lipstick, it could be your kids toys lying around the house, it could be the berries in your cereal. Whatever it is, I want to know!

“The best colour in the whole world is the one that looks good on you.” Coco Chanel

*Please note, you need to live in South Africa to enter this competition, because I need to post the prize to you 🙂

Oh you do, do you?

“Don’t judge me…” says my friend as we are driving along on our way to breakfast. “No sure, who did you sleep with?” I laugh and wait for her to tell me. “No man!” She shrieked outraged but also laughing at my reaction. “I go for Botox…”.

“Really?” I said, and thought to myself jeepers miss money bags “Isn’t that ridiculously expensive?” “No not that much, R600.00” Really? I thought, that’s not bad at all, considering a fucking half a head of colour and a cut costs you R900.00 these days.

So Botox has become relatively affordable… If you, like me have been living in the ark, this is news – I had no idea. “I go ever six months or so, and I don’t use much, it’s not like it’s my whole face” It lasts for six months? Where have I been? Or have I always had a warped perception of Botox and how it works.

So let’s do the math, let’s say it costs you R 600 and the effects, which are paralysed facial muscles, last for six months, which means that you are “investing” R100 per month in your youthful appearance. I’d say it was quite worth the money spent, and I suppose prevention is better than cure.

It all sounds perfectly reasonable to me, but still I can’t see myself having it done. Why, I wondered… A little voice in my mind quipped “Do you want to be like THOSE fake women with no expression… Wha wha wha” Then I shushed the little voice, I had not even noticed that my friend of 10 years had been using the stuff. I guess perhaps it’s because I know her really well, so I can read emotions and reactions in her voice and eyes, without the aid of a furrowed brow. She is definitely not one of those stereo typical, duck mouthed, and plastic pumped creations.

Do we play into the hands of feminist fundamentalists, the same women that make stay-at-home moms feel shit because they are not climbing the corporate ladder, the same women who make swimwear models into brainless bimbos just because they make a career out of modelling bikinis.

Perhaps…

Why shouldn’t we use the recourses available to us, and why should we feel subject to judgment when we do make use of them? I believe that moderation is the key, and maintaining a healthy perspective will make the transition into old age seamless and graceful. I’m pretty sure Sofia Loren has used more than spaghetti to stay as stunning as she is, yet she doesn’t look like the crazy deformed cat woman. She still looks creepily much like the 1990’sversion of herself.

It’s your choice what you need to do to maintain yourself, however do keep in mind, I’ve been told that once you pop, you can’t stop…

Balm Balm baloobam

Whap bam boo!

Balm Balm Little Miracle Rosehip serum, this is whats going to save my skin this winter. I received a hamper of Balm Balm products that I won in a twitter competition, I had seen this Balm Balm stuff everywhere, and everyone was talking about it so I was really excited to try it!

I received a lip balm, face balm and the Rosehip Serum, first off I really like the no-fuss packaging – No pretence just Balm Balm, in pastel pink, blue, yellow and green.  The products are 100% organic -which is a big plus, the carrier oils must be very good because the products are not sticky and my skin absorbed the product without leaving me looking like old chips.

The products smell really good, especially the Rosehip serum, however I must be completely honest and say that I am personally not a huge fan of the Rose Geranium scent, but I have never liked things that are rose scented, which is bizarre considering I am mad about the smell of fresh roses.

I was very surprised to read about the versatility of the balms, however I do recall my friend (and celebrity makeup artist) Eloise Dreyer mentioning that she swears by Serums and oils, and one look at the woman will confirm that she can’t be wrong. Balm Balm says that the lip balms can be used as moisturiser, cleanser, hair tamer and first aid!

My favourite product is the Rosehip Serum, with its convenient dropper – I now mix one drop of that with my foundation and moisturiser in the mornings it smells lovely and my skin feels soft without feeling sticky.

Wild for the Wild Olive African Artisans

Wild, nature, game reserve, botanical, table mountain and fynbos… One would not expect to find the words body butter, eye balm or soap dish in the same sentence. However the creative talents of the Imizamo Yethu Artisans and Wild Olive have made it so.

I was fortunate enough to sample the beautiful products from the newly launched, limited edition Table Mountain Collection of Wild Olive. I instantly fell head over heels in love with the body butter, not to mention the perfect hand crafted porcelain jar.

The range includes the aforementioned Body Butter, a delicately scented soy candle, an eye balm and a bar of handmade soap. The body butter and the soy candle smell exactly like fynbos or  shall we rather say Flora Capensis after it’s proper name, the names of the fynbos always make me smile Cape May, African Woodworm, Cape Snow and Buchu, all of these have medicinal properties that are beneficial for the skin.

Many celebrities around the globe have launched cosmetic and perfume lines and now even our own beautiful seventh wonder, Table Mountain, boasts a range in her honour and I must say that the Wild Olive range does not disappoint.

Besides from the obviously yummy products, the packaging is something special. Each and every product in the Limited Edition range comes in a unique porcelain jar, each item is hand crafted, either painted with liquid gold or drawn with pencil. The artists are the Imizamo Yethu Artisans, and on the bottom of each jar, you will find the name of the person who created your beautiful one-of-a-kind piece. The product even comes with a certificate to prove it’s authenticity as these jars may become quite sought after due to the limited number created.

These beautiful pieces are then further shielded from the elements by a stunning, hand sewn, black and white  South African Merino sheep wool pouch, then placed in a box – ready to be the perfect gift to yourself or someone else of great importance to you.

The retail prices for these little works of art are as follows:

Body Butter – R835

Candle – R875

Soap & Dish – R565

Eye Balm R675

The Wild Olive boutiques are located at the new Cape Quarter Centre in Green Point as Well as Cavendish Square, however if you are lazy or if you are (like me) addicted to online shopping, you can also shop on their website – http://www.wildolive.eu/

Time waits for no man

It has literary taken me forEVER to get myself set up on Facebook (for Flickery) and now also Pinterest, alas it is done! And now I can breathe a sigh of relief… It has been the craziest year and I have met the most amazing and inspirational people, so one or two more platforms to document my human journey will be very welcome.

If you feel so inclined please visit my facebook page and “like” it if you do in fact like it, if it sucks – you can tell me, but I might not necessarily give a crap… If anyone has advice about pintrest or youtube… I’m all ears.

Here is my facebook & here is my PinterestHoray!

Philip Kingsley

Well see now I work in beauty and I get all kinds of things to review and that is wonderful because I love products and I love to try new things!  So I received this big pot of stuff called Philip Kingsley Elasticizer from Beauty Bulletin… sounded bizzare but I thought since I have it I should give it a try (And yes, I have wondered about the consequences – What if one day I try something and it eats my hair off) One could argue, referring to my last beauty post, that I would no longer have to wax – If that was the case.

Anyhow, so I read the instructions… I figured that I didn’t need to apply the product right down to the roots, since I’ve not had my hair coloured in about three months. I sat with the thick white cream in my hair, sipping my pink herbal tea. I could not believe how long my hair has grown. After about ten minutes I went for a shower to rinse and shampoo my hair.

It combed out so easily, I was wondering whether I had managed to get all the product out but I was too lazy to get in the shower again so I decided I was just going to dry it and see – If it was really bad I would pin it up and wash it again later.

My hair dried with surprising ease, and all of it fell so beautifully. I felt like Farrah Fawcet, I felt like I had a mane and I LOVED it. I’m very pleased that I have a whole pot of this stuff because I’m going to be using it regularly.

An April Fool for Beauty!

Hello lovelies!

I can hardly believe that we are sitting in the month of April… So many exciting things happening this month, so many public holidays, family gatherings and even a wedding!

Yesterday was April first and keeping in the spirit of foolishness and fun, I have decided that we could all do with a laugh… Girls, get your make up bags ready!

One lucky and obviously ridiculously funny peep stands the chance of winning a GlossyBox courtesy of moi! Yes, thats right – Make a fool of yourself in the name of beauty and you could win a GlossyBox.

Be creative, torture your boyfriends, your pets, even your kids or colleagues by creating a STUNNING “New look” for them (or you) – It’s simple, the funniest photo wins!

Mail your images to celest.lotter@glossybox.co.za #BOOM Let’s have some fun!

http://www.glossybox.co.za/