We don’t know about you, but in lockdown our beauty regimes went completely awry – while skincare stayed somewhat achievable, the thought of putting on make-up just to stay home was a step too far, and so we haven’t worn a full face in forever.
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I woke on Tuesday at 4am and could hardly breathe. I was sweating (and, post-menopausal that I am, I never sweat) and racked with worry. I grabbed my hair, put my head in my hands, and said out loud, ‘What am I doing? What was I thinking?’