In the spirit of all things cinammony and wonderful I figured it might be a great time to try out a new morning delight. I eat granola practically on a daily basis and almost always make it by myself and so I figured another autumnal recipe was due so off to the kitchen I went and dabbled I did and this little slice of heaven came out.
Most of us have a hard daily routine to balance. From work or school, sometimes both, to living our day-to-day lives. sometimes sleep gets a second or even third hand treatment and we get left with those big unruly zombie like dark circles beneath our eyes. Luckily I’ve got just the thing.
Not to be too direct or overbearing, but last week was a little hard on me. I yelled and laughed and cried as a swirl of mixed emotions tumbled in. When along came the weekend in all its glory i pampered myself with a Lush worthy bubble bath and my current favourite book and then it dawned on me.
In the last couple of years I’ve started incorporating more and more oils into my skin care routine. It eventually resulted in half a pantry filled with oils most of which are reserved purely for skin and hair care. I am in no way a professional on the subject but I’ve changed and switched everything up so much that I’ve got it pinned down to a system so I thought I’d share it with you.
I think there’s a certain disease in our generation that a lot of people choose to ignore, or at least underestimate, despite the fact it actually affects every single one of us. Some are more sensitive than other, but eventually it gets everyone. It will probably get you too, if it didn’t already.
Full disclosure. This is only my second week blogging so there’s more than a months worth of favourites here and this is my first ever beauty blog and october favourites blog so I have to admit I am having some mixed feeling here, but I say jump than fall, right? so here we go!
If you’ve read my “Automnal Melodies” post than you probably already figured it out by now that I absolutely adore everything wintery and autumny alike. From the Scent of the wet soil, to the rubber boots and coats and umbrellas and those oh so sweet cinnamony scents you seem to encounter on everywhere corner.
I’ll probably need to start with a disclaimer here, I am not at all a coffee fan. In fact, I think I’ve only had one cup of coffee in the past two years. I do, however, love me a good cup of tea. Around three years ago I visited England and went a little cray cray with my tea intake.
There’s something somewhat appealing in the adrenalin you get after a good workout. Your blood rushing faster. Your breath waiting to be tamed. The detoxifing feeling of sweat surrounding your skin . I dont think I’ve ever really been in good shape, or better yet the shape I wanted to be. I was always the bookish type and generally prefered doing other stuff more to be honest. Though I’ve always find there’s something highly intriguing and appealing that 5K run.
When I was a kid I remember walking in to the kitchen and seeing my moms face covered in white. I can still remember how I was both startled and intrigued at the same time. My mom, who used to study cosmetics among other thing, trusted me with quite a handful of natural facial treatments. I also like to think that I learned some more along the way.