Strange week so far. I submitted a change of address form to the DVLA and whilst they duly updated my details they amended my name to Mark at the same time!?! Perhaps Mark doesn’t put up with any nonsense, so maybe this isn’t such a bad thing, for a lot of nonsense has been coming my way. Feeling a bit blue, I treated myself to a trial size of Rose Day Cream (it is only £3.50 so hardly the worst case of comfort spending!). I’m totally in love with the smell and it is fantastic for after swimming when my skin feels depleted and rather sorry for itself. I love the Melissa Day Cream, which I have used since its launch earlier this year, but I secretly wish I didn’t turn into an oil slick of Exxon Valdez proportions if I used Rose Day Cream on a daily basis. The title of this blog alludes to the naming mix up, but sadly sometimes roses by the same name don’t smell as sweet. Fragrance has taken a back seat in the quest for longer blooming cycles, brilliancy in colour, diversity of habit, and perfect form. Even worse is the use of chemicals to synthetically replicate the scent of rose (can’t replicate the healing properties of the plant though can they!) Thank goodness for Dr. Hauschka’s Pink Revolution and the glorious acres of heavenly scented Damask roses!
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