Glow like J.Lo

If you follow her on Instagram, or if you keep up with celebrity news in general, you can’t fail to have been dazzled yesterday by Jennifer Lopez’s humongous, emerald cut engagement ring. As impressive as it was though, as I scrolled through her page, I was dazzled by something else – this woman does not age! I vividly remember her in that green Versace dress back in 2000, almost two decades ago for goodness sake! Honestly, J.Lo will be fifty years old this year and she has the body and skin of somebody twenty years younger. Ok, I know she probably has the benefit of the best beauticians, dieticians, stylists and products that money can buy…but credit where it’s due, she looks fantastic.

I’ve been thinking about my skin lately. Like most people my age I’d very much like to improve it. I’m not hugely worried about inevitable lines and wrinkles and I doubt I’ll ever be competing with J.Lo, but I would love to recapture a bit of a younger, healthy glow. I was looking at photos of pregnant me from 2013 the other day and my skin looked pretty good. I took it for granted then, of course I did, but in hindsight my complexion wasn’t too bad. I know that old lady time has marched on a bit since then but even so, I wouldn’t mind trying to roll back the years skin-wise.

Being a mum has taken a toll on my face. In the early days (you know that hurricane period that hits you just after you have your first kid…and you wonder why you ever classed anything you’d ever done before as hard 😆) any pretence of a skincare routine completely went out of the window. Facial wipes were my go-to and I’m not too proud to admit that more than once or twice I even used a baby wipe instead when I’d run out! There was no such luxury as toner and moisturiser was whatever I could grab on offer at Tesco. To be honest I couldn’t have cared less about my skin, I was just a new mum trying to make it through each day without nodding off in my dinner. My baby girl was looking great though and of course, typical mum, I was using the best organic cream I could afford on her. After those early years of mummyhood I guess I just got stuck in a rut of putting myself last and so didn’t buy myself any decent skincare products. Guess what, that’s just changed – yay!

Not too long ago, I was speaking to a friend of mine who is an Independent Consultant for Neal’s Yard Remedies. If you’ve never come across Neal’s Yard before, they are a British company that create and sell natural, organic health and beauty products across the globe. I loved the sound of their skincare products and I like supporting friends in business, so decided to try some of the lovely goodies for myself.

I figured that any self-respecting MetamorphoMum would definitely have a skincare routine so I decided to start by trying those three basic steps cleanse, tone and moisturise. I’ve been using a Frankincense Refining Cleanser, a Rehydrating Rose Toner and a Rose & Mallow Moisturiser from Neal’s Yard each day. Do you know something, I have seen a difference and I’m really rather pleased! I’ve also been using a White Tea Toning Eye Gel which I find so cooling and firming and it feels like a little treat every time I pat it on. I love the smell of the products with their natural ingredients and find them calming and relaxing.

Deffo no ‘Jenny from the Block’, looking tired & with rather messy hair. Skin’s not too bad though 👍

I’m a convert to the blue bottles now! I found I genuinely liked Neal’s Yard products so much that I’ve even gone and signed up as an Independent Consultant myself, just like my friend. You see, NYR sell really nice mother and baby products and I thought it would be great to be able to offer them to my baby yoga customers, the plus side is that I can also order things for me and my family at a discounted rate…win, win!

Gorgeous stuff for mummies and babies in my baby yoga classes – loving the blue bottles!

Now that I’m making time to try and improve my skin again, I’m going to keep up this new regimen but I’d also love to try some new things too. Stuff I’ve read about but never considered trying for myself. I’ve been reading up about some of the vast array of skin treatments available in Liverpool, honestly we have soooo many salons and spas! I wonder what I should try next. As I type this I’m watching the ever ebullient Rosemary Shrager on ‘The Real Marigold on Tour’ giving a ‘Vampire Facelift’ a whirl…fair play to her, I don’t think I’d have the nerve for that myself, but I wouldn’t mind trying some sort of peel or maybe a spot of dermaplaning.

Any recommendations for treatments folks? Also, If anybody has any tips on reducing enlarged pores let me know in the comments, I bet J.Lo doesn’t have to deal with those suckers!

A Style Setback – but Still Smiling!


So, you may have noticed that I’m slightly late with this post of mine…and, you don’t need to be Poirot to detect from the picture above that I’ve had a little mishap 🙈 This was not the type of knee high boot I had in mind this winter, but I guess busy mums with fifth metatarsal fractures have to work with what they’ve got! Besides, it’s all about the peep toe now anyway, as I’ll explain shortly.

I do have a lot of stuff to carry to be fair!

I bet you’re wondering how I ended up in this fetching foot apparel aren’t you? (who said ‘No’?! 😆) I wish I could tell you I injured myself whilst gliding down the Alps in Verbier or that I toppled from a horse on the Appalachian Trail….anything more glamorous than the truth, that I stumbled off the kerb in front of my house whilst unloading baby yoga equipment from the car. How do you even fall off a ‘towering’ six inch kerb whilst sober?! I don’t know – but somehow I managed it and found myself on the ground, specifically in the road, unable to get up. A nearby builder spotted me in my beetle-like position and dashed over to help. Unfortunately for me that help didn’t extend to actually assisting me back on to my feet, rather he regaled me of various building injuries he’d had through the years whilst I was still on the deck. Interesting but ultimately ineffective 😁. Luckily for me a neighbour came to my rescue and hauled me up out of the road before any cars came along and added to my troubles.

So, as mentioned, I have a fracture to my fifth metatarsal. You may, or may not, remember way back in 2002 David Beckham had a similar injury which threatened his World Cup eligibility. The one where the nation was trying to will his bone back together by closing their eyes and touching pictures of his foot on the front of newspapers. I won’t be missing any important World Cup type events but I will be wearing my snazzy fracture boot (whilst trying to be a self-employed mum to a five year old) for a good few weeks yet. Not ideal footwear for a person who’s trying her darnedest to ‘metamorphosise’ into somebody a bit more, dare I say, stylish…or at least a bit less of a style disaster. Not the ticket at all…well, that’s what I thought, but apparently I was wrong.

Yes…on this occasion, for once in my mummy life, I’m actually ahead of the game in the fashion stakes. I’m currently rocking (literally) the latest trend, a version of a thing that’s going to be huge for autumn/winter 2019 – the peep toe boot! Who do we have to thank for this I hear you ask. Well, coincidentally, it’s none other than style icon, and Mr Metatarsal’s wife herself, Victoria Beckham! VB’s collection during London Fashion Week (which came to an end only yesterday) was full of her new line of peep toe sock boots, in various materials, patterns and hues.

Photo: Getty Images

Admittedly Victoria’s peep toe boots are sleek and attractive with towering heels – they certainly have less of the orthopaedic-velcro/hospital look that mine has. In truth, I very much doubt she was inspired by David’s fracture-recovery footwear from seventeen years ago. Definitely not in fact. Another thing I can guarantee is that her toenails were painted infinitely more precisely and beautifully than mine in preparation for the peep toe. Compare and contrast our photos. My own tootsies had a speedy slick of gold polish messily daubed over them on the way out of the door to A&E (talk about keeping up appearances 🙈). It’s ok though…I’m still claiming this boot as a fashion win for me – because really, any positive you can find when your broken foot is stalling your MetamorphoMum journey has to be a plus, right?!

Thanks for helping with my positive mindset Beckhams!

On a serious note, thank you to my lovely friends and family for supporting me this week. Thank you lovely baby yoga mums and venues for being understanding about me delaying our next term. Thank you darling L for picking up your little toys from the floor for mummy. xxx

“Is that a new top Mummy?”

“Yeah…not really feeling it”

Five year old girls throw the best shade. It’s official.

Here’s a chat I just had with L after I picked her up at school. If anybody’s looking for me I’ll be rummaging through empty carrier bags, searching for my till receipt 🙈

L: “Is that a new top Mummy?”

Me: “Yes love, I got it today. Do you like it?”

L: (unconvincingly) “Yes.” Then, after a moment’s contemplation “Do you know what that top would be good for mummy?”

Me: “What love?”

L: “Days when you have nowhere to go and you don’t have to leave the house.”

Metamorphosis Begins

I’ve let myself go a bit. There, I said it.

I’m a mum and let’s be honest, we have less time to spend on ourselves than we did in our more carefree, pre-kids days. It’s hard to squeeze in a morning meditation when I’m sponging toothpaste off my daughter’s school tie as we dash out of the door. I run a little business too, so that just about kills off any ‘me time’ I might fancy. My hair’s generally a mess, I’ve long run out of skincare products, my eyebrows manage to be both unkempt and invisible at the same time and I wear make-up about once every two months. Am I painting the picture? 😁

It’s not just my appearance though, nope, this is a more holistic type of self-neglect I’m nurturing! I think we mums tend to place everybody else ahead of ourselves. I’m no expert but it’s probably part nature and a bit about how we’ve been socialised to view mothers. So in the queue of who takes priority each day, our kids (of course), our partners, our jobs, our extended families, our homes all jostle for position – with us bringing up the (mine’s getting more sizeable by the day) rear. We feel pressure to be everything to everyone. This can leave us frazzled, stressed and generally…well, not very zen.

I’m not even really complaining, to be fair. I love my kid, I love being a mum, but I do think I need to make some changes before I hit the big four-o next year…lest I turn into ‘Mrs Doyle’ (even she wore lipstick in one episode!). From now on I’m planning to work on myself a bit more, in all aspects of my life. I want to look a bit better, feel a bit better and grow as a person. I’m looking for my metaphorical butterfly wings. Hopefully this blog will help me to find them.

I’ll be writing about my life as a mum and of course my efforts to ‘metamorphosise’ (I googled, it’s a word) – including any successful or not so successful endeavours. Fancy joining me?


Things to note about this picture. It’s actually a lie. Between you and me, it’s more of a ’13 year challenge’. Also, in the ‘after’ pic I had been given a ‘makeover’ by my daughter, using her very sticky, gloopy Disney make-up. Despite the rather heavy-handed application by a five year old, it’s somehow made me look 10 zillion times better than I really do! She’s given me better cheekbones than really exist and the blurry photo’s taken from a good angle. I normally wear glasses too. So, all in all I’ve lied to myself here with this image, but frankly I’m easing myself in slowly! 😀