Some people find the smell of Lush overpowering— those people are weird. If you struggle to walk into a branch of Lush, then yes; I’m afraid you too a weirdo, my friend— but I on the other hand, would happily frolic among the soaps, jellies and scrubs, if it were possible. And not frowned upon. It smells heavenly! It’s one of my favourite places for skincare throughout the year, but Christmas is the best time to pick up an extra special treat or two (or three, or four… or as many as your budget will allow!)
Lush is probably the only shop that someone could buy me anything from and I would like it, although my ultimate fav’s would have to be Coalface (cleanser), I Love Juicy (shampoo) and— even though I don’t always have time for a soak in the tub these days— the Butterball (bath ballistic.) I hope they don’t go the same way as the Babyface cleanser, anytime soon. RIP Babyface, you luscious, oily, amazing-at-removing-waterproof-eye-make-up lump of loveliness.