So, relaxing in hot water with bubbles and herbs and luscious wasteful soaps and oils; one that's all flowery and sweet from Priestess Pammy's in Glastonbury, one that's handmade organic sea-mineral enhanced and ever so blue from Green Man. Blue is good. Now my skin is soft and supple, my body is smooth with scented oil (with a bit of the old Teena Sparkle thrown in for good measure...) and then I put on a tatty old tee-shirt and jeans and shove my hair in a pineapple-meets-fraggle style pony tail cos I have lots of dull work to do including cleaning out a fridge of high rancidness. But who cares? These clothes are scruffy but beneath them, I'm a goddess of lurve.
Sometimes it's tough, but on the whole, I love being a girl!
Sometimes it's tough, but on the whole, I love being a girl!