Time Capsule

A canter through THE PAST

By Claire

I am currently sorting out all my stuff, preparing for a house move. Box upon box of squirrelled-away knick knacks and paperwork are finally going through triage, dozens of bin bags filled. Thus, the inspiration for this week’s post.

You know in ‘Amelie’ where the guy finds a box of childhood treasures that Amelie has planted and he feels a Proustian rush of nostalgia that reduces him to sobs?

This bit

This is me doing that TO YOU (but it will only work if you are roughly the same age as me, which is 37). Shall we?

Benefit BAD GAL

Benefit Bad Gal is I think the worst eyeliner I have ever owned, but that was the point. It was meant to smudge around as if you had been on some mad three-day bender, which is exactly what I wanted to project in about 2006, even though I was definitely home watching Desperate Housewives developing body dysmorphia and eating packet tortellini with my mum. My big lovely child’s moon face with this stuff on made me look like a melancholic Tim Burton animation, and kept me boyfriendless for a few more years I’m sure.