Why I love Mrs Estee Lauder

Mrs Estee Lauder, as gals in the biz call her, is just a hero. Full stop. End of story. Except it isn’t the end of the story: Mrs E died in 2004 but her name is still synonymous with one of the biggest and most respected beauty empires. But what is key isn’t so muchContinue reading “Why I love Mrs Estee Lauder”

The Story of Emily (Fiction)

The wind was so strong as Emily jogged towards the beach on the last night of her sponsored Jog-Along that the palm trees lining her route were bent over almost double. The palm trees were not native but had been imported during a glamourous phase in the nineteen eighties when these small oil towns wereContinue reading “The Story of Emily (Fiction)”