It is the distinctive aroma of any product from the L’Occitane range that instantly transports me away from my kids shouting “Mummy, mummy, mummy” at every opportunity, to the peaceful landscapes of Provence. To have that little touch of the South of France, quite literally in the palm of my hand as I slather on my favourite hand cream whilst standing at the kitchen sink, having attacked the mound of washing up, is the moment of tranquility I crave. And if I get soft hands as well as some fleeting TLC, then I am all the more happy for it!
As I am getting older, I’m beginning to realise just how important it take care of myself, and it is these little rituals that will, I hope, stand me in good stead in the future to come. All those years of wearing high heels and walking for miles trudging from casting to casting will eventually catch up with me and my trotters so I am going to slather on the foot cream to my heart’s content and dream about sunny days in Provence and soft silky feet!