Wednesday, 21 November 2012
That is my age: hand cream
Back in the olden days, the That's Not My Age Family would sit around the telly every evening, watching any old crap and bickering, whilst my mum rubbed Atrixo onto her hands. At the time I thought it was some sort of Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. But now I totally get it. I've reached an age where hand cream matters.
After years spent riding a bike without sun protection, my hands, are covered in age spots and wrinkles. Oh and my nails keep breaking. What's that all about? I'm convinced that it's some sort of peri-menopausal thing, and did start to research the issue, well, I spent two-minutes on the Daily Mail's forum page until I had to click away and give myself a good talking to. I eat a fairly balanced vegetarian diet, keep my nails short and don't overdo it with nail polish or falsies. Can anyone shed light on this phenomenon?
To help matters, I've been using Neom's luxury organic hand cream which is absolutely lovely. It smells nice, isn't greasy and I can highly recommend it. And I'm not just saying that because they sent me a free sample to try. Honest.