The Rolls Royce of sun protection.
So good someone must have made a pact with the devil.
We’re robbing the piggy bank to get our next hit.
M doesn’t want to smell like Baby Jesus.
Top-dollar ruby-crystal miracle.
Plump and shiny, like a seal.
Orwellian purity. FOR YOUR FACE.
Cactus spleen extraction tool
Professor Sprout to the rescue
Moringa, Mma. Your face looks rested.
Makeup removing softness jelly.
On angry monkey face and the evil of dermatologists
Not like exfoliating your face with a squirrel
NOT AN ACTUAL LASER.
Purveyor of sunscreen as a foreign language.
E goes SWF with cleanser.
Behold the amazing goop at M’s new home in Singapore!
Your crazy aunties E and M debate oil and SPF.
Camomile cleanses whiter than white.
No ponies were stolen in the making of this post.
Crazy Auntie M tells you how to take a hike.
M’s face has been diamond hoovered 3 times.
Murad Murad Murad Murad Murad.
Face + goop = bad credit rating.
In which M’s face is hoovered by a tiny diamond Dyson.
Qui sème le vent récolte le sunscreen
A treatise on cleanliness and laziness.
Results from our highly scientific Crème de la Mer trial.
E visia-lizes her face damage for a Secret Squirrel Product trial.
Yo momma’s a jellyfish.
Is the charming doctor a scoundrel and a cad?
Honey, I lost the kids at Butlins.
Sank ‘eavens, for Midnight Secret!
M is a mucky pup.
Last post on snails, promise.
The Snail Gel Report
‘Mr’ ‘Nars’ strikes again (with a giveaway).
We’re all mad here.
Does not contain forbidden love.
Help! M’s face is out to get her.
Repent, sinners! The fiery orb returns.
Seal blubber, summer skin, and petty theft.
Crayola, eau de fox arse, and snake oil.
Orphan lip jam made by vicars. Win your very own.