You never forget your first, am I right? I’ve told the story a million times – when I was little, I “worked” at a busy perfume and cosmetics store in the mall in Trinidad, over Christmas. Of course being just a kid, there was only so much actual work I could really do. I remember… read all

In the Eighties my mom was all about red and orange lipstick, to match her red or orange nails. It was an interesting time in the beauty world – in those days beauty was very much about power. In the magazines there were power suits armed with thick shoulder pads, and the perfumes of the… read all