Oh the joy at my dad regailing his story of being robbed by prostitutes on La Rambla, and dear old mum comparing the sizes of me and my brother's "cheruby bits" at birth. Delightful. Happy Birthday Lolls!
Anyway, in the bathroom, while sighing at the sad decline of said bits, I spotted a small pot of some sort of acti-pentapeptide-alorum cream or something on the counter. I was delighted that even the beauty industry has gotten in on the act:
Which reminds me of a range I spotted in a kitch little shop in Teddington last week, that was very nice:

I think the shop assistant thought I was trying to nick stuff as I sneakily whipped my phone out to snap a shot. Dont know why though.. My skin's as precious as the day the old girl popped me out, I tell you.

Come on admit it you brought them.
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