I went through a phase of aspiring to a more ‘minimal’ look. But I realise it was some sort of twisted bout of seasonal gloom. Because right now, as I look up to the sky and see it twinkling with sporadic beams of sunlight, I think to hell with ‘chic’; to hell with the ‘more grown-up’… I’m ready for glitter again.
I’m someone who usually believes glitter is for life and not just for festivals. One of my best friends, punk feminist showgirl Brigitte Aphrodite, is possibly the only person I know who loves the sparkly stuff more than me (in her show, My Beautiful Black Dog, she even snorts glitter). We share a Pinterest board that is dedicated to pictures of Cher.
To try to deny it to myself is madness, especially as I’ve now found a company, EcoStardust, that does biodegradable stuff in a fantastical array of colours. I will be applying its Spring Gold Biodegradable Glitter on my eyelids and across cheekbones with the help of Vaseline in copious amounts, as though I’ve just stumbled out of Studio 54. But actually I’ll be on my way to a meeting. Thank you, spring.
£3.50, ecostardust.com
