Prose non-fiction – Kirsty Lawie

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 Last Laird (Non-Fiction)

Now I am going to tell you about Charles. I quite fancy him even if he would now be 102. But I suppose that’s the infinity of death. Infinitely young, infinitely handsome, infinitely dead. I am older than him now as well, which sort of takes the fun out of it and it becomes evenContinue reading “The Last Laird (Non-Fiction)”