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Writer Hadley Freeman came late to cosmetics. But she’s making up for lost time.   How well I remember the first time I nervously tried to apply eyeliner. There I was, all alone in my bedroom on a Saturday night, timorously sharpening the eye pencil I’d bought from Boots that afternoon, leaning forward towards the mirror as brought it in close, visions of smokey-eyed Chrissie Hynde dancing through my head, before promptly stabbing myself in the eyeball. I remember it...
Journalist Pete Paphides on thinning with dignity When the moment of realisation came, the biggest surprise was that it didn’t bother me as much as I thought it might. It happened in the changing room of the Harringay branch of Next. As my daughter was trying on a sweater, I caught sight of my bald patch in the angled mirror. “Bloody hell!” I exclaimed. Yes, it had felt a little thin up there, but I didn’t realise how thin. Even...
The products we’ve loved and lost. Hair mascara. Mascara. For hair. Or: gloopy tubes of claggy colour that as teens and tweens we’d rub furiously along our mousey strands, desperate to stand out, to burst free and to be bright and bold and GORGEOUS. Of course, hair mascara was actually a terrible idea and served only to make our locks dry and unmanageable, but those electric blue streaks were just too exciting to ditch. Picking up a Glitz ‘n’ Glam...