With just two weeks to go until Glastonbury, Britain’s festival season is getting underway. But while we excitedly anticipate an Insta feed full of glitter, denim and colour, what we don’t want to see is shiny faces, claggy makeup and smudged grey eyes.
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I text David to tell him I’m so nervous about moving and marrying him that I wake at 4am every day, stomach churning. Even the dogs are still snoring. I’ve never been vulnerable like this with him before. I have always put on a brave face, leaving him to read about my insecurities later. But he surprises me by being incredibly supportive.