Simple Kind to Skin Hydrating Cleansing Oil Review

Monday, 24 July 2017

I’d be lying if I said the idea of using an oil to remove my makeup doesn’t make me recoil in horror. All I can think when it comes to oil is clogged pores, major spots and greasy looking skin. Even eating food that’s a little too oily immediately puts the idea of clogged pores into my mind so how could an oil based makeup remover and I ever get on?

Simple Kind to Skin Hydrating Cleansing Oil

The Simple Kind to Skin Hydrating Cleansing Oil ended up in my possession - despite the mental images of little monsters living on my skin - all because it was new and had £3 off its full price; yes people, I really am that easy. I usually like Simple products and have gone back to them again and again so I wasn’t as nervous about trying the Simple cleansing oil as I would have been if it was a different brand.

Simple promise their Kind to Skin Hydrating Cleansing Oil will dissolve your makeup and leave your skin feeling and looking hydrated. The oil contains vitamins A and E as well as grapeseed oil which all help fight the ageing process. Grapeseed oil also doesn’t clog pores so there’s some reassurance for the worrier that I am. To use the cleansing oil, you just apply a few drops to clean, dry hands and then apply gently to your face before washing off with water. It’s an extremely quick and straightforward process.

My first use of the Simple cleansing oil didn’t leave me all that excited. It smeared my eye makeup all over my face but didn’t really dissolve it and my foundation was still visible. I immediately used a micellar water to get rid of the remaining makeup and vowed to try the cleansing oil again. My second use (and every use since) was a lot more successful.

Simple Kind to Skin Hydrating Cleansing Oil

My impatience had gotten the better of me during the first time and, as a result, I hadn’t massaged the oil in properly. The first initial 30 seconds of the oil being on your skin smears your makeup worse than a drunken night out will but so long as you continue to gently rub your oily hands over your skin, your makeup will dissolve and your skin will be product free. Your skin will be extremely shiny and greasy looking afterwards but splashing a bit of warm water onto your unsuspecting face will quickly resolve that.

I can’t fault this cleansing oil when it comes to removing my makeup but I do find it doesn’t leave my skin feeling hydrated like Simple claim it will. I always use a moisturiser after washing the Simple Kind to Skin Hydrating Cleansing Oil off as it tends to leave my skin feeling a little tight. I can live with Simple not quite delivering on one promise though since the product doesn’t seem to be clogging my pores nor is it making my skin any oilier than usual.

The Simple Kind to Skin Hydrating Cleansing Oil is on the pricier side when it comes to Simple products in general (£8 in Tesco but £6 in Superdrug) however, the bottle is 125ml and you only require 4-5 drops to remove your makeup so it should last for a long time. It’s very travel-friendly and eliminates the need for a bulky micellar water bottle and cotton pads. The only real downside to this product l is Simple is owned by Unilever who are a little shady when it comes to answering the “do you test on animals” question. If it wasn’t for the fact I’m now making the conscious effort to go cruelty-free, the Simple Kind to Skin Hydrating Cleansing Oil would immediately be added to my repeat purchase list.

The Ideal Beach Body

Friday, 14 July 2017

They say the best way to get a beach body is to take your body to the beach but what if you do have a beach body goal? Are you an asshole for thinking you need to look a certain way before stripping down to your swimsuit or is wanting to feel confident before showing some skin perfectly acceptable?

I’ve always had an image of the perfect beach body for myself. I want a toned stomach, toned legs and toned arms and I’ve worked on and off over the last year to achieve such a thing. The last time I was seen naked in public (woohoo for public changing rooms, not!) was November last year and I wasn’t overly happy with some of my limbs. The muscles in my legs had diminished due to not being able to run for 2 months and my stomach wasn’t the way I wanted it to be either. I didn’t feel bad about my body but I wasn’t 100% happy with the way it looked.

It’s taken me a long time to finally start accepting my body for what it is. I started puberty at the delightful age of 10 years old and, while I had the pleasure of growing body hair in places I rather it didn’t, my breasts forgot to make an appearance until my late teens. Sure they were there but I was all too aware of how small they were. Fortunately, I’ve always had, if I say so myself, a nice peachy bum and that always seemed to be the thing the guys I’ve been interested in have gone for. As much as I hate tying my own self-worth to men, it’s nice to know a part of your body you love is also admired by the males you’re dating.

I think it was really obvious that I wasn’t comfortable in my own skin as a teenager. While everyone else walked around in shorts and t-shirts during the Scottish summer, I sweated it out in skinny jeans and a hoody. It didn’t matter how hot I got, I would not show any more skin than needed. Even family holidays would have me covering up as much as possible. We rented villas with a private pool and I would always wear a top over my bikini under the false pretence that I was trying to avoid getting my shoulders sunburnt. I wouldn’t even sunbathe, I’d float around in the pool or I’d sit inside and read a book just to avoid being seen in a swimsuit.

Looking back, I really don’t know what I was bothered about. I never heard anything bad about my body (if anyone did say anything it definitely wasn’t to my face) and only ever received compliments from the guys who were allowed to see me without clothing. Thinking about all of those missed opportunities to wear shorts and all of the sweat I lost to skinny jeans in 23-degree heat makes me laugh. I can’t understand why I was so bothered by my body as a teenager but I understand why I have little niggles now; the self-conscious nature I had back then is still ever so slightly embedded in my brain.

I’m now fairly happy with my body but things could always be better. I don’t want to see the little jiggle my thighs do when I’m wearing shorts so I’m going to tone them up, I want my arms to have a bit of definition so I’m sorting that out, I want my stomach to remain flat at all times so I’m targeting that area. I’m not going to go full throttle, I don’t want to have a six pack or huge muscles but I just want to be able to walk around in a bikini and not feel like hiding in the water.

So yes people of the internet, I do have an ideal beach body and that is absolutely fine. You may be able to put your swimsuit on and prance around on the beach without a care in the world but I don’t have that luxury yet. I’ve got to work to get to that stage and I’m slowly but surely getting there.

Garnier Micellar Cleansing Gel Wash Review

Monday, 10 July 2017

Garnier really knows how to get all of my money. If they bring out a variation of their micellar water I will come running with money in hand; it’s a vicious cycle but it’s one I can’t seem to break away from. It probably doesn’t come as a shock when I tell you that I bought the new Garnier Micellar Cleansing Gel Wash as soon as I saw it. What can I say? I’m weak when it comes to anything with “micellar” in the name.

The Garnier Micellar Cleansing Gel Wash is Garnier’s rinse-off gel wash answer to my beloved Garnier Micellar Water. It uses micellar technology to remove makeup, dirt and pollution from our skin and is gentle enough to use on the eyes and lips. Not only does Garnier promise this will remove makeup but it will also cleanse and mattify the skin.I picked up the version intended for those with combination and sensitive skin but, based on the Garnier website, I think this is more of a gimmick as they openly state the original cleansing gel wash is gentle enough for all skin types.

Garnier Micellar Cleansing Gel Wash

I was expecting the Garnier Micellar Cleansing Gel Wash to be on par with the Garnier Micellar Water but it’s not even close. If I ever force myself into throwing away skincare products this will be the first to go as it’s honestly dreadful. It does remove some of my makeup but I still have to use the L’Oreal Micellar Water to get the main bulk of it off. The idea of using a foaming wash on my eyelids makes me recoil in horror but I did it in the name of this review (nothing but dedication around here) and I’ve never tugged at my eyes so much in my life. The cleansing gel wash does remove my eye makeup but it takes several attempts and a lot of unnecessary pressure. It also leaves my eyes stinging like crazy even if I make sure to not go anywhere near them when using the wash.

As for the other 2 promises well, I have serious doubts as to whether the Garnier Micellar Cleansing Gel Wash actually cleanses my skin and I’m starting to wonder if mattifying the skin actually means leaving it as dry as a desert. My skin usually leans more towards the oilier side of things in the summer but, thanks to this cleansing gel wash, it’s been dry and uncomfortably tight.

Garnier Micellar Cleansing Gel Wash

One of the nice things about the Garnier Micellar Water is it doesn’t have a scent but the cleansing gel wash doesn’t have that luxury. This wash smells incredibly medicinal; it’s not overpowering and the smell is gone once I’ve washed the product off my skin but it’s enough to remind me of the hand wash you’re supposed to use whenever you walk into a hospital. I don’t know about you but I’d rather not think of hospitals when I’m doing something as frivolous as removing my makeup.

I think it’s safe to say I strongly dislike the Garnier Micellar Cleansing Gel Wash. It’s not the worst product in the world but, when you compare it to other micellar products on the market, it doesn’t match up. I’d love to be able to use this as a regular cleanser so it doesn’t go to waste but I don’t fancy drying out my skin every night. I expected this to become my new Holy Grail makeup remover but instead, it will lie in a drawer until I finally bother to get rid of it.

Opinions Are Like Assholes...

Saturday, 1 July 2017

Oil lamp and books
This picture has no relevance to anything, I just liked the oil lamp.

Opinions are great; they can break down barriers between strangers and help you make a friend for life, they can piss off everyone around you and they’re one of the few things that divide us every single day. An opinion is not a fact but the sad reality of it is some people believe their thoughts cannot be wrong and daring to oppose them will result in getting your head bit off.

I’m an overly opinionated person by nature and I’m fully aware of how offensive my opinions can be to others. I do my best to ensure the thoughts I project onto the unsuspecting people of the world are based on facts or personal experience; I have learnt over time to never express a misinformed opinion and I’m usually mortified when I do jump the gun. I fully expect to be challenged on my opinions and hope that whoever is challenging me is capable of having an adult conversation about why we believe different things. The best conversations I’ve ever had have been with people who have expressed their opposing ideas in a coherent, calm manner without any hint of confrontation or malicious intent.

Navigating a face to face conversation is usually simpler than having a heated debate over the internet. It’s much easier to pick up on social cues when the person is standing right in front of you than it is when you’re arguing with someone via social media. One of the benefits of debate on the internet is the person/people I’m engaging with can’t see the multiple eye rolls I do but the downside is the conversation can be relentless; falling asleep doesn’t mean the conversation is over, it just means you’ve taken an 8 hour break and will probably wake up to a new wave of responses the following morning.

The biggest issue I’ve been having with the internet, particularly during the lead-up to the general election, is how narrow-minded people can be when expressing their thoughts. I’ve always been around people who can’t accept other ideas but I’m finding myself surrounded by these people more and more and it’s becoming increasingly difficult to maintain a presence on the internet without calling a good chunk of people idiots (which I guess I’m effectively doing in this post, whoops).

Let’s go back to the aforementioned UK general election for a second. The general election was a tough subject to navigate on social media; if you dared correct the false or overly exaggerated information that was being shared in a bid to make a certain party look bad you were automatically branded enemy number one and were argued with until the cows came home (even if you made it clear you had no intention of voting for said party). If you suggested people should vote for who they felt is the correct party or refrained from stating who you voted for, you were stereotyped and ridiculed and your only crimes were believing in democracy and the right to making your own decision. A right to an opinion fell apart during the week of the general election and if you weren’t sucking at Labour’s teat, you may as well have sat in a cave for a while.

I’m not oblivious to the fact some subjects, especially politics, can wake the beast and will turn even the nicest of people into a nasty piece of work if you don’t share their thought process but I like to promote independent thinking. I’d rather give people the right to make their own decisions and if they need a bit of help, I’m all for informing them and helping them along their way. Someone disagreeing with an opinion is not an excuse to insult or belittle them, it’s merely a reminder that we all think differently and are fortunate enough to live in a society where we have the freedom to do so.

There have been points where I’ve realised a discussion regarding a difference in opinion is futile. I could present every argument I have in my repertoire but it’s meaningless if the person/people I’m debating with are aggressively pushing their agenda onto me. I’ve had the misfortune of dealing with people who seem to believe because I think one thing that my opinions on other – usually irrelevant – things must be a certain way when in reality, that’s not the case. I can think one way about something that may be offensive to a person while maintaining an entirely different opinion on something else that may be in agreement with said person.

The world is probably rather fortunate that I have yet to become a dictator, therefore, have not enforced my opinions as laws (I hope you all like cheese sandwiches as I believe everyone should have them for breakfast) as it means no one suffers or excels under my warped mind. I think history has taught us that some ideas can be detrimental to others but, in a weird way, I still want to sit down with people whose opinions I deem extreme (and may border more on ignorant than just an extreme opinion) and try to understand their thought process.

I’m open to conversations and I welcome people who think differently as they may be able to change my mind but you can keep the arguments, insults and downright childish behaviour that some people turn to when faced with an opposing view. In the almighty words of Salt n Pepa “opinions are like assholes and everybody’s got one.”
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