A weekend-long launch for the Canberra Centre brings beauty and wellness to the revitalised Monaro Mall precinct.
Over the past weekend the Canberra Centre opened the doors of the newly refurbished Monaro Mall to unveil a world-class beauty and wellness precinct to scores of eager shoppers, with a series of masterclasses and a litany of opening-specials.
I was fortunate enough to be invited to attend the opening festivities, and so on Thursday morning when my alarm went off at the ungodly hour of 5:00am; sleep-muddled and more than a little cranky I rolled out of my warm bed in order to get myself to there.
At 32 years of age, there isn’t actually a lot that I will get myself out of bed this early for anymore.
I mentioned recently in my second 30 Before 30 video, that as I get older I am more and more focused on taking care of myself, and that one such area is skincare. I have always known that I should really take better care of my skin, but in a lot of ways I have spent the previous 29 years treating my epidermus really badly. I have resolved that moving forward, I will do my best to take better care of my skin, and a key ingredient to this (besides resolve to actually doing it) is Clarins.
For anyone who doesn’t know, Clarins is a French luxury cosmetics company founded in 1954, which manufactures prestige skincare, makeup and fragrance products with a strong focus on the use of botanical elements. I have tried many different skincare products in my time, but none have ever felt as good on my skin, or smelled as divine, as the Clarins range does.
In order to change things up a little, today I thought that I would do quick reviews of my top 5 Clarins products currently in rotation in my skincare routine. (more…)
I am absolutely terrified of the Dentist. I’m terrified of most medical procedures actually, with the exception of things that I know intimately, like having food poisoning or a cold. Anything else sends me into full-blown panic cycles where I convince myself not only that it is highly likely I will die, but in fact that it is really the only possible outcome, and that it will be hideously, unbearably painful. So when I cracked a filling just under two weeks ago, my most recent cycle of horror began in earnest.
My Dentist (Modern dentistry for any Canberrans – go see them, they’re amazing) was not able to fit me in until today. Other dentists could have seen me, but I would sooner rip the offending tooth out myself with rusty pliers than let anyone other than Dr. Ng touch my teeth. I literally have to drug myself to be able to walk through the doors of the practice, let alone to sit in the chair; seeing another Dentist is quite frankly out of the question.
black window-pane check blazer – Euromerican tailors, Hong Kong white Business shirt with rich navy stripes – T.M. Lewin, Boyfriend’s navy and maroon checked polyester necktie – Chinatown, Sydney gold-tone Tie-bar and Cufflinks – gifted by my other-mother black leather Belt with stitching detail – found wardrobe item black resin-coated straight-leg Jeans – G-Star Raw black leather Chelsea Boots – Country Road
As it turns out, it was only a matter of drilling out the old filling and replacing it with a new one. Overall it was quick, painless and nothing like the blood-splattered vision of horror I had been obsessing over for two weeks. I demanded a reward for actually going and getting it seen to, so afterwards the Boyfriend and I had Japanese for dinner. Thankfully, I can now put the horror of Dentistry behind me for another 6-months, when I’m scheduled for a check up.