When I was a child in the ’90s, I always saw my mum as being “old.” She wasn’t. In fact, being 38 when I was born, she was far from it. But in my mind, she was way older than the other mums at my school, and so, to my pre-pubescent self, she was neither cool nor youthful. Thirty years on, however, I now look at my mum—who is now approaching 70—and only see how radiant and bright she looks.
The most frustrating thing though is that whenever I’ve asked my mum about the products she likes or I give her products to try she’ll say, “You know me, Kesh. I only like oils.” And it’s true. She’s not a huge beauty lover like I am—I’m a true magpie when it comes to trying all the latest buzzy ingredients. In contrast, ever since I can remember my mum has hinged her beauty routine on a plethora of oils for her hair, skin and body care. Every day, she plucks oils from her shelf and incorporates them into her routine (which is enviably simple) and this is what she swears by for her beautiful skin.
