The last few days I've spoken to a lot of clients and friends who are all saying their skin has got worse since being in isolation.
Most of them have not been wearing make-up throughout the whole time, so are confused as to why this could be happening.
Here are some reasons as to why this could be happening (ps the same thing has happened to my skin)
A massive factor to breakouts and adult acne is stress. When we worry and feel anxious about things, the first place that you will notice a difference is your skin! Usually along jawline and chin, but breakouts will occur more frequently when we you are stressed.
As ridiculous as it sounds...TRY NOT TO WORRY about your skin. Just change up what you're doing with your at home skincare.
Regular exfoliation is really important for breakout prone skin, it helps stop your pores clogging up and will also leave your skin really smooth and bright. Daily Microfoliant is an exfoliant you can use everyday, so is great for keeping your skin nice and clear.
2. BECAUSE YOU'RE NOT WEARING MAKE-UP MAYBE YOU'VE GOT A LITTLE BIT LAZY?
Ok hear me out...I'm not calling you lazy! But is it possible that because you haven't been wearing make-up that your evening cleanse routine might have slipped a little? I know myself there have been a few nights when I haven't double cleansed and done my full skincare routine.
Don't fall into the trap of "I haven't got make-up on so I don't need to clean my face". This is also true with double cleansing, you should always double cleanse regardless if you have been wearing make-up or not.
Our skin produces sebum, sweat and builds up grime throughout the day. It's really important that you clean this away as you normally would at the end of the day.
Add an extra little step in, and treat yourself to a masque a few times a week! Enjoy the no make-up feeling by treating your skin more!
3. YOUR SKIN IS LOOKING A LITTLE BIT DULL
Again this could be down to not looking after your skin as well as normal, or it could be that we are all spending a lot more time in doors with the heating on. Central heating is really drying on the skin and therefore can leave your skin looking a little bit dull and lifeless.
Most peope aren't wearing make-up everyday, and it's great. I love just rolling out of bed and being ready! Try not to let your skincare go backwards because of this though.
My top tips to embrace healthy, glowing skin whilst we're all in isolation are:
-Exfoliate regularly; this will keep your skin clear, smooth and with a lovely healthy glow
-Make sure you are still cleansing and applying moisturiser 2x daily (in the morning and in the evening)
-Try add a little face masque in a few times a week. I keep mine in the shower, and put it on whilst I shave my legs, pick up the endless amount of kids toys in the bath or belt out my favourite Whitney track! What you do whilst your masque is on is totally up to you...please let me know as I'm always open to new suggestions!
DAILY MICROFOLIANT- a daily exfoliant made from rice bran that will keep your skin fresh, smooth and clear
Available in 74g for £51
or 13g £13.50
PRISMA PROTECT SPF30 MOISTURISER: I love this product, it's great for normal to dry skin (if you aren't in this category just ask me for an alternative suggestion) it smells amazing, and leaves your skin with a gorgeous healthy glow. It also has the added benefit of SPF30 which is so important, this will help prevent premature skin ageing and sun damage.
Available in 50ml for £58
or 12ml £17.50
MULTIVITAMIN POWER RECOVERY MASQUE: this masque is gorgeous, one of my favourite products to use on myself and in treatments! We recommend it for all of our brides. as it leaves your skin glowing! So is perfect for a pick me up for dull, tired looking skin. Again, it smells divine and feels really luxurious on the skin. It also has anti-ageing properties, you really can't go wrong with this one!
If anyone needs any alternatives let me know, I'd be happy to suggest some.
I hope this helps if you're having your own skincare S.O.S
Dermalogica have launched a #skindividual campaign, which is based around creating positivity about Acne skin!
If there is one thing I’m learning as I’m getting older, it’s how important it is to take some time out and spend it with the people you love.
Life is full on for most of us, most people I know juggle their daily lives with a mixture of work, children and housework. We know better than anyone that it’s really hard sometimes. Life can feel like a chore, there is always something else that needs organising, sorting or paying for (boooo 👎🏼)!
I’m writing this on my last day of a family holiday, I feel completely differently to how I did a little over a week ago.
I feel re-charged, in love and excited to get back to work (this could just be the Prosecco I had for breakfast today) 😂
It’s always important to re-charge those batteries, to show ourselves what’s really important to us. Even if it’s just for a day, put down your phone, turn off the emails and spend proper quality time with people that you love, doing something that you love.
For me when at home, I love walking my dog in the fields where it’s peaceful. I also LOVE the summer months in the Isle of Man! We are so lucky to live where we live! It’s such a beautiful island and we have some gorgeous places to enjoy right on our doorstep!
My point is, when you’re feeling a little frazzled, stop. I mean properly stop. Take some time to re-evaluate and remind yourself why we all work ourselves in to the ground at times. Take a moment for yourself and just enjoy it. So go for that walk, pack that picnic or simply relax!
Life is for living and loving and I think we all need reminding of that at times! 💖
Now excuse me whilst I go cry over it being the last day of my hols...😭😂🏖
My Besties ^^^ (Fuertaventura 2019)
Today is Mental Health Awareness Day. Something that in lots of varying ways is prominent in alot of our lives.
I get to speak and see lots of different people every day, this is my favourite part of my job, I love talking to people and getting to know my clients, a lot of them feel more like friends now!
What is apparent in a lot of these (mostly) ladies that I speak to, is that Mental Health issues have affected most of them in some shape or form at some point in their lives.
I will hold my hands up, when people used to say to me ‘Oh I have Anxiety’ in my head I would be eye rolling, ‘Oh do you, how terrible’ I would think. It honestly was something I perceived as being made up.
Bare with me here, I don’t feel like that anymore.
Perhaps it was naive of me to believe that this wasn’t a real illness, perhaps it was a lack of understanding, perhaps it was the way I was brought up. No one to my recollection ever spoke openly about mental health. I can’t actually think of a family member when I was growing up who had ever mentioned the words depression or anxiety. I am definitely not naive enough now to believe that just because no one spoke about it, that it means it wasn’t there.
Like I mentioned before, I 100% know Anxiety to be a real illness now! That’s because earlier in the year I found myself in a position where it almost took over my life at one point. Maybe this was a little dose of Karma, for all of the eye rolls I had shown anxiety over the years.
I don’t even know how I got to the point where I didn’t want to leave the house, I didn’t want to be in social situations, I freaked out if I thought about it all too much, and I felt trapped in my own mind. That’s the only way I can describe the feeling, it is absolutely horrendous and I wouldn’t wish it upon anyone.
To start with I didn’t know that what I was suffering with was anxiety. It’s only through speaking to my clients that they helped me make sense of what was going on, because I genuinely thought I was losing my mind at one point, and that is scary to admit out loud. I can understand why people get trapped in this circle of thoughts and feelings for years and years.
I had been on a night out, and I was convinced that I had, had my drink spiked. I don’t know if I necessarily agree with that anymore. That was the night I had my first Panic Attack, and I can honestly say that it was easily the worst experience of my life. Since then I’ve had a few more but the first was the worst because I had no idea what was happening or why it was happening. I still don’t know why they started, I think i’ve linked it back to stress, overworking myself and taking on other peoples problems.
If you’re lucky enough to have never experienced a panic attack, I will do my best to describe it for you. It is like being in a recurring nightmare. It seemed to go on for hours and hours, I don’t know how long it actually went on for. I begged Steven (My boyfriend) to call me an ambulance, I begged and I begged and I begged. I didn’t know why I wanted him to, I just knew that I genuinely thought I was going to die. My heart was beating so fast, I could feel it beating in my chest. I felt sick, I felt in a dream like state, I wasn’t sure what was real and what wasn’t. It felt like a nightmare that wouldn’t end. I felt trapped in my own body and my own mind. You can understand why I thought I had been spiked. It’s only because I’ve had more attacks since then that I don’t now believe that to be true.
I am happy to report that at this very moment in time, and for the last two months, I have felt pretty much anxiety free. But it took a while to get to this point.
I’ve had 2 doctors appointments in the whole time of going through this. The first one was near the beginning, and I still hadn’t made sense of what was going on. The doctor asked me was it controlling my life? At the time it wasn’t, but the months that followed got me to a point where it really was.
The point when I realised that I needed to speak to someone again was when I went into work and just broke down. Not in front of clients but just with Ellie who works with me. I didn’t even know what was wrong, I just felt so anxious and I needed to let the emotion come out.
Shortly after that I took a week off and went away on a very last minute break. I appreciate this isn’t something that people can always do, but I was in a position where I could go and so I did. It helped enormously.
I wanted to write this blog to try and help anyone that may be going through something, just to let them know that they aren’t alone. In fact lots and lots of people are going through their own stuff, a lot are worse off than me.
I’m not naive enough to think that Anxiety won’t effect my life again, life is life. It has its ups and downs, it’s just the hard stuff that we need to talk about more sometimes.
It took me months to actually sit down with Steven and my Mum and say the words out loud.
“I’m not ok, but I don’t know why”
They were both really supportive and helped me loads. I didn’t want to say the words out loud before that, if I said it out loud it was then real. I thought maybe it would just go away, when in actual fact it just grew and grew.
If i could give anyone advice about what helps, or certainly helped me. It would be;
-Do things for YOU more. I don’t mean anything extravagant, I mean things like, go for a walk on your own, outside in the fresh air, leave your phone at home. Make time for yourself with friends, without your children and don’t feel guilty about it. Allow yourself to just sit and enjoy a book or a tv programme with no distractions, that washing can wait. Do anything that genuinely makes you happy.
-Talk to people! Your partner, your mum, your friends, your teachers, family, someone you work with. Anyone. But talk to someone, it helps.
-Put your phone down more and do something more rewarding.
-Get outside and enjoy it, appreciate nature!
-Start learning to meditate! There are so many apps and articles available now. I started this when I wasn’t feeling great, and I still practice the methods now. It helps massively. You might feel a bit silly to start with but you get used to it!
-Exercise, doesn't need to be anything major, just go for a walk.
-Last but most importantly, stop worrying! We all have problems, make a plan and put it to practice, something that seems huge can be chipped away at until it is only something small.
I have written a few times about my anxiety over the last 6 months, but I’ve never been brave enough to make it public. What will people think? People will think I’m weird. People might not want to see me for treatments anymore. Does it reflect badly on my business?
Well I’m sure there will be some people who have something to say about this, but you know what. This is real life. We all have our shit going on, we are all going through stuff. So if I was to pretend that it wasn’t happening, I would only be lying to myself!
Thank you for reading, if this blog can help at least one person make sense of some stuff then it has served it’s purpose!
P.S I really do appreciate that a lot of people have it a lot worse than me, this is just my take on what I went through.
So when I was pregnant with my Son Theo (he’s just turned 3) I put on 3 stone! I know this happens to the best of us, the biggest shock was when I realised that it wasn’t just baby weight. Nope, it turned out it I had actually got really fat as well as being pregnant!
The main reason for this was because I was really happy and content (ah how lovely is that)! And it was lovely at the time, yeah it’s lovely to be able to say that I was at a point in my life where everything was good! I decided to celebrate this with lots and lots of cake! The main craving I had whilst Pregnant with Theo was Irn-Bru! I couldn’t get enough of the sugary, disgusting stuff! I cannot stand it now, and I didn’t particularly like the stuff before that either!
Just before I was pregnant with him I was really into the Gym, I was training 4 times a week and using a personal trainer on a weekly basis too, I didn’t realise it at the time but in my opinion I was actually in the best shape I’ve ever been in! The worst part is I had no idea of that at the time! Yes at the time I thought I was fat then, ya know when i was size 8/10. (Im crying on the inside whilst writing this).
People say “Oh give over Stacy, everyone puts on weight whilst pregnant, you will lose it again, he’s only a baby still”
Well actually no, thank you to the people that say that. But c’mon he’s 3 now! It’s my fat ass that needs to start moving itself a little bit more, nothing to do with the fact of having children. I mean look at Beyonce...thats a fare comparison right!?
The problem is I am 5 foot 1. AKA very small. So extra weight does absolutely nothing for me, I have one friend who refers to me as a “Little barrel”. Imagine what the people who don’t like me say!
Over the last 3 years I have started and re-started numerous exercise programmes. I’ve started, and gave up weightwatchers 3 times. I have tried using my fitness pal a couple of times. It all works, and i’m lucky enough to work on a day to day basis with people who are clued up on this stuff. I have the best advice on hand everyday. I’m no idiot, it’s quite basic really:
EAT LESS, MOVE MORE
It really doesn’t need dressing up, that’s literally what it comes down to. It’s dead simple! So why is it SO FUCKING HARD TO ACTUALLY PUT INTO PRACTICE???
My life is hectic, I work full time, run all the behind the scenes stuff of my business when I’m not actually treating clients, have two children who are 3 &7. I don’t ever stop, but here I am, still fat, still a little barrel!
To be fair to myself since I had Theo, I have lost weight. The problem is that I have so much to go before I get to where I want to be, I’m the most impatient person in the world. If I want something, I want it now, and if I can’t have it now then forget it. That’s probably half of my problem. “ Oh but Stacy it’s a marathon not a race”. Fuck the marathon. I want to lose 3 stone NOW. I want to be a size 10 again by the end of the week? Can you see why I give up all of the time? Because I give myself an impossible task! I am my own worst enemy.
My latest and greatest idea is to invest in a fancy watch, something that I have criticised people for. Why do you need a watch that does all that? What a waste of money! Here I am sitting by the postbox for the last 3 days beside myself with excitement because when it arrives here IT’S GOING TO BE THE ANSWER! Yes the price alone should be enough to make me move a bit more to make it worth while! I’ve convinced myself that this is what I need to make all of the difference! When in actual fact I just need to stop making excuses, put down the Prosecco and cheese board and get myself to the Gym a little bit more!
If anyone has any advice on how to get myself motivated, preferably people who can relate to my life (I.e kids, work etc) I would love to hear from you! Drop me a comment down below or feel free to send me a message!
Thanks for reading guys, I’ll let you know how I get on with my overpriced watch in the next few weeks!
So today’s Blog is going to be a little different to the last few that I’ve done. Today I’m going to tell you about my grandad.
This blog is coming to you straight from the heart.
The last few months Grandad has been very sick, he is at this very moment in time very, very poorly.
I’ll start at the beginning, from how I remember my Grandad.
The thing that stands out in my mind the most is Grandad’s cooking. He was the best chef I have ever known, his Vegetable soup is THE BEST I have ever tasted. That’s not even a biased opinion, I don’t even really like soup yet I’d choose Grandad’s soup over a fillet steak any day...and I LOVE STEAK!
Grandad was a professional Chef when he was younger, him and my Grandma ran many a pub and guest house in their hey days! They were the perfect combination, and have maintained this, until unfortunately ,Grandad hasn’t been well enough to be in the kitchen.
Grandad was in the kitchen and Grandma ran things in the front of house, it’s still a running joke that grandma is a terrible cook! Sorry Grandma!
Some of my favourite things that Grandad made on the regular were Meat and potato Pie, the pastry was amazing, obviously all home made! Ginger cake and the ultimate Egg Custard! Just amazing! My mouth is watering thinking about it! Every time you walked into their house there was always a delicious smell in the air of something cooking! It’s funny how a smell stays with you, everyone’s house has its own smell, Grandma and Grandads house reminds me of comfort and family.
When Grandad wasn’t cooking up a storm in the kitchen, you would find him up in his shed.
Please don’t underestimate his shed. Oh no, we’re not talking some 12x6 foot, wooden sided shed. We’re talking a proper man cave, equipped with every single tool you can think of. There is nothing that Grandad can’t fix, and bless him, up until a few weeks ago he still tried! (Much to my Grandma’s dismay) The problem was, that Grandads mind still worked the same, but unfortunately his body didn’t. So when he was sneaking off whilst he’s been poorly to work on something he was often falling and hurting himself!
One of Grandad’s passions was building model boats, and he was unbelievably amazing at it. He made everything from all of the components, all the fine details, he even made the engines by hand for them all.
He is part of a model boat club in West Yorkshire, and still goes when he can. He won lots of awards over the years and was often asked to make them for other people.
Before he went into the hospitality business, Grandad was a nurse in the Second World War. He spent a lot of time in Japan and Grandma has told me he still quite often calls out in Japanese in his sleep.
His medical skills never went a miss when we were kids. If there was ever a problem, Grandad’s house was always first point of call! I remember there was a time when my little sister Zoe fell off a chair and cracked her head open, any normal person would be straight at a&e! But why would we do that when Grandad was 2 mins down the road and could sort the whole thing! It seems a bit mad now I’m writing it down! At least the waiting time was significantly less than the hospital and you could have cake when you were sorted!
When we were growing up me, my sister and my cousin Helen would spend most weekends at Grandma and Grandads house.
We used to love staying there, they had the most amazing bath! I remember their bathroom seemed really posh when we were growing up, it always seemed very grand. They even had one of those things that washes your bum! Which thinking about it as an adult just amuses me to no end! They had carpet in their bathroom, a bath that turned into a jacuzzi and a sauna, very posh! It was always full of stuff because no one seemed to use it, but never the less it was there!
Sleepovers at their house always consisted of a bath in the jacuzzi, coronation street and Supper! For some reason this sticks out in my mind! Supper time at their house was my favourite! Now I’ve never known anyone else that calls it this, basically supper was a little snack in the evening before bedtime. Green grapes, a piece of cheese, and a chocolate digestive from the fridge were always the favourites. It’s funny what you remember as a kid!
I still think of Grandad as being one of the most intelligent people I know. I do partly think that if he doesn’t know something he just makes it up, but even if that’s true he was bloody good at it! He’s like a fountain of knowledge and knows about everything...or maybe he was just really, really good at making it up! We used to have a PlayStation 1 at their house, and we would play who wants to be a millionaire in teams. It was always a fight to get Grandad on your team.
The last few months have been really hard for me. All of my family live in the UK, mostly in Bradford in West Yorkshire, which is where Grandma and Grandad live still.
I think living on the Isle of Man can sometimes isolate you, don’t get me wrong. I love it here, this is my home. But sometimes months and months go by without me even realising.
This has made grandads decline in health quite apparent to me. All of a sudden he went from being the strongest, most intelligent man I knew, to a frail old man. It’s really hard to see someone you love and admire get old.
I’ve been over a few times in the last few months. I got a call in MAy to say Grandad was really unwell in hospital and I should probably head over to see him.In my head I was going to say goodbye to him. I could only go over for 24 hours, I didn’t leave until the very last minute, because at the time I genuinely didn’t think I would ever see him again. It’s such a weird and deeply painful thing to have to do. I joked with him and said “I know what you’re like, you will be here for another 5 years yet”. Here we are 4 months later, yes it’s not quite 5 years but he really has outdone all of our expectations! He’s even been up and about in his shed since then!
I hope you get the chance to hear this Grandad. I just want to thankyou for all of the amazing meals, for giving me my love of cooking, for all of the holidays, and all of the wonderful memories I’ve got to keep.
I did a quick brainstorm of what I wanted to write about in this, I haven’t even touched the sides on what I wrote down, but I’m going to keep some of it for just me.
Unfortunately he’s taken a turn for the worse again in the last few days. Let’s hope he will bounce back again, if anyone can do it, its him.
I took this picture from behind Peel Castle at sunset in July! B-E-A-utiful!
I feel like we’ve come to the end of summer. Obviously given the time of year, we literally have. But i feel I’m definitely ready for the change in season now!
This summer has felt really long! I’m not complaining about it though! It’s been the best summer in years, I’ve done so much it seems!I feel like the weather is massively to thank for that!
I know it’s been pretty crap during the summer holidays but hey, we can’t expect miracles can we?!
Yeah I’m totally ready for a new coat, the dark evenings and crisp mornings!
I say all of this, give it a month and I’ll be counting down the days until spring again!
I love this time of year. People make New Years resolutions at the start of a New Year...obviously.
I don’t know about anyone else but I make “New school year” resolutions every year! If you don’t have children I’d go back to scrolling through Facebook at this point!
Every August I tell myself how I’m going to start getting up super early, the kids are going to have such healthy lunch boxes, and I’m going to stay on top of the washing now forever.
It’s all rubbish, it lasts about a week, and my washing pile will NEVER be conquered no matter how organised I am!
But the week before school starts again, it gets me excited for routine, probably just because it all goes out of the window during the summer holidays!
It’s also the time of year that everyone starts to mention the “c” word. No not that one Sarah...Christmas!
I don’t know what it is about this time of year, but all of my clients start talking about it, and I start making plans! Or trying to anyway!
I swear my year goes like this:
It is ALWAYS one of those times! There’s nothing in-between, ever!
Leave me a comment below on the blog to let me know what your “New school years resolutions” are, surely I can’t be the only one that does this?
And on that note I will leave you all to your school name tags and Christmas Shopping. Hopefully when some normality is restored I will be able to give this blog thing a bit more time!
Summer Holidays & Gin
So we are on week 2 of the summer holidays. Congratulations you have completed Level 1. Level 2 Loading...
Let me start by congratulating you, you have made it through the first week of the holidays, where,as always, the heatwave that has been ongoing for literally months has come to an end to make way for crappy weather, just in time for the summer holidays! I don’t care what anyone says the 6 week holidays are bloody HARD WORK!
Why? Because routine goes out of the window. It suddenly becomes ok to head to the beach at 7pm. Teatime at 5pm becomes 6 or even 7pm (Please don’t call social services, I’ll change I promise).
Sunny days are a blessing for our family. My kids NEED to be outside.They love playing on their bikes and chasing each other around the garden. But in typical summer holiday fashion we seem to have had a lot of miserable weather in the first week. This is no good for my wellbeing.
We have a big craft tub, that at the moment has carried us through a couple of times, that and Gin.
That’s another way in which routine has vanished down the toilet. That Friday night Gin I have to end my working week has suddenly turned into a Friday, Saturday, Sunday and Monday night Gin so far. It also turned into a bottle of Prosecco on Saturday and Sunday night (No really PLEASE don’t call social services, we’re fine I promise).
So its 9pm the kids are still up, I’m a big fat Gin deep and why are we all tired? Because regardless of the summer holidays, Mummy and Daddy still have to get up and go to work at the same time as any other day in the morning.
I am responsible for my own misfortune! (That being that Gin is expensive and I’m drinking more of it than normal).
BUT even though the summer holidays are hard at times when the rain is pouring, and they do seem long. Yep, really, really fucking long...
It is nice to be able to get out and do things we wouldn’t normally do. For example I went on a horse tram for the first time last week. We have picked up the Manx Summer passports from the welcome centre and are planning on going on the train and doing lots of walks. I suppose it all depends on if Mummy can stay sober long enough...I really am kidding.
Anyway week 2 has commenced, good luck, I believe in you! Let’s all pray to the sunny weather Gods for some more of that beautiful sunshine we seem to have become accustomed to!
P.s Thank you all for your comments and support following my first Blog post! I was so nervous about posting it, I still am! People seemed to enjoy it so I guess I’ll carry on!
I've contemplated starting a blog for a long time now, I've talked myself out of it so many times. After all do Beauty Therapists actually write blogs? Is it a normal thing for someone in my position to do? What will people say about the things I write?
Well, here I am writing it anyway. I'm coming to realise that people will say nice things and people will say not so nice things regardless of what you say or do! So f**k it! I'm writing a blog! Do people swear in blogs..? Oops.
So the main reason I've decided to do this is because I actually love to write! Before I did my training in Beauty, I actually wanted to become a journalist! I know who would have thought it, a Beautician with a brain cell, simply SHOCKING!
I've been working for myself again for nearly a year now, and along the way I've had to be brave. I've had to throw myself in the spot light for people to judge and speak about, why? Because I want people to know that I'm here! I want to be successful and I want people to know i'm good at what I do!
It is scary putting yourself out there but its also really exciting too! I am slowly learning not to care so much about what others think. The trick is to not overthink anything!
I don't really know the type of things I'm going to write about! I guess I will just see how it goes?! My mum has always said I should be a writer...she actually text me the other day telling me to write a short Mills and Boon novel! I literally nearly fell over laughing! My mum is an out and out romantic!
What's that? You don't know what Mills & Boon novels are? Jesus, where have you been? Its pretty much a housewives dream! Think of softer versions of the good old classic '50 Shades of grey'. (Wow mentioning 50 Shades in my first blog post, this went down hill quickly!)
What do you reckon some short romance stories on my business pages blog? Maybe not, I'll save those for another time!
I'll probably keep it Beauty related to some degree, but I won't bore you with Manicures and Waxing for the whole time! After all who wants to know about Deirdre's half leg and toe wax? (Deirdre is a made up person I swear...) Don't worry I won't be giving away any of your secrets on here ladies!
I'd love to know what you thought of this first Blog post! If you read all the way to here, then I thank you! Hopefully I've kept you entertained for a few minutes! Maybe entertained is slightly too strong at this point, but Hey! Hopefully I'll get there?!
Let me know what you guys think, if there's topics anyone can think of then I'd love to know, feeling a little bit like a duck out of water here! Maybe I've inhaled too many nail polish fumes today?
After all, do beauty therapists actually write blogs?