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The chaotic thoughts of a woman obsessed or what I like to call "myskincare routine"


It's quite possible that if you've spoken to me in the past few months, or if you follow my Twitter and Instagram, you will have heard me talk about my sudden overwhelming fear of turning 30 this year and the resulting surge in my skin care routine. It's also the reason I moved out on my own, abandoned a significant circle of friends and left behind my "super party girl" lifestyle. (The less said about the last two the better!)

This could be the result of years of gentle teasing from the family that the dreaded event was approaching. It could be a natural reaction to what I consider as the first major age landmark since becoming an "adult" (I was not adulting at 21, I'm sorry, even if swore blindly that I was). It could be Pop-Culture's, often confusing, obsession with youth (the mocking/praising of 17 year old Kylie Jenner for doing her make up to look like she is much older for instance. Because no teenager has ever tried to do that before!) but this is a lazy argument. Or it could just be me finally realising that I need a skin care routine which doesn't revolve solely around microbead exfoliators and whatever moisturiser is within reach. Mind you, the amazingly bargainous Pro Formula face washes from Tesco and my trusty La Roche-Posay items are still in full rotation. As well as the Laura Mercier, Soap & Glory, and B. Pure cleansers I occasionally dip into. 

So now I am constantly researching new ways of nourishing/cleaning/de-scaling my skin. I am constantly debating the economy brands vs the premium. I'm embracing acids in a way which would make Caroline Hirons proud. Facial oils have been a revelation for my driest of dry days with Sweet Almond Oil (pictured above) as recommended by Dawn of Inanityandthegirl.com being my favourite. 

I can't afford the premium brands if I'm honest but I'll debate them for days and eventually give in if I spot a great deal. The Indeed Labs Hydraluron goodies (above) for example, came in a set where I saved a bundle. It was too good to resist. 

Do I want Pixi Glow Tonic and Alpha H Liquid Gold? Of course?! Did I buy Nip + Fab Glycolic Fix (above) and Bravura Purifying Calendula instead? At £8(ish) each you bet your Nellie I did. I'm already madly in love with the Nip + Fab pads. I use them once every 2 or 3 days alternating with the hydraluron and the difference is amazing. Their home is my in my living room because the bathroom just doesn't feel special enough*

My point is that it's relentless. I go from moments of serenity to desperation. I'm happy with my routine one second and combing the blogosphere for the latest remedies the next. And I know I'm not alone. And I know that it will never truly stop. And that makes me feel a little bit better about it. And all of this whilst managing to be a happy and fully functioning adult, which makes 30 a little bit more bearable. 


Being a woman is tough amiright?


*Bex logic. 

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