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Hair by Daniel Hersheson

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As a child I treasured the trips to London with my Dad and brother. A few times a year we would bundle into the car and travel for what seemed like hours to explore the Big Smoke. Each time we arrived in the city, we would take trips to Hamleys, Harrods and Harvey Nichols, followed by a walk around Knightsbridge. As we paced the streets and rode the world famous tube trains on the London Underground, I knew that this was where I wanted to be when I grew up. So when I finished college, I packed up my life and came down for a new start in a city that had inspired me for countless years. London is one of the best cities in the world and one where, even after seven years, I still feel incredibly lucky to live. There is never any excuse for boredom in such a culturally vibrant city and just when you think you have seen it all, think again, there is much more to come. London is home …

Suedey Salon – review

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As a child I used to loathe the hairdressers. Could it be because my dad insisted on me having a short bob and my mum insisting that I had a fringe? You see, my hair just does not work in that style. Frizz and waves do not bode well with a short bob on my head. I will never forget the day I walked into school to laughter from my friends after the hairdresser had hacked my fringe to no longer than 2cm long. The shame. I was around 16 when I decided to colour my hair for the first time. I went for peroxide blonde – I was a little indie kid and that almost white blonde colour was terribly fashionable at the time and I loved it. I had a few mishaps when I attempted to do it myself. My friend and I thought it would be a good idea to use the same pack of hair dye for both of us. Big mistake. We ran out half way through, which ensured that …

RELAX, Covent Garden

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London life is hectic, fast paced and quite often there don’t seem to be enough hours in the day to get everything done. I would be telling a lie if I said I was not busy. But I would also be telling a lie if i said i didn’t love this city. I work in a full time job and have two blogs to feed in my spare time. So every now and then it’s nice to have some me time and relax. Cue Relax in Covent Garden, a gorgeous spa tucked down Mercer street. I stepped inside off the busy Covent Garden streets laden with weekend shoppers and was greeted by the spa manager before being shown upstairs and offered a complimentary lemon and ginger tea. I was left to peruse the coffee table magazines until my masseuse greeted me and showed me to the chair. I was at Relax for a 30 minute chair massage and was quite happy to be able to sit straight in the chair – no messing around with …

Murad facial – Essential Therapie

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The first time you do anything always carries with it a sense of nervousness and excitement. “You have never had a facial?” trilled Paula, my therapist for the hour as I confessed all. You see, for reasons way beyond my comprehension, I have never taken good care of my skin. I started moisturising (sort of) in my second year of university but I only recently discovered the joys of cleansing, toning and moisturising in one go. A few months ago I boarded a Cathay Pacific flight to Hong Kong. As I reclined in my seat, the stewardesses handed me a gorgeous little toiletry bag. I eagerly unzipped the little blue bag and inside I found miniature samples of Murad, a skin care range that I’d previously unheard of. And for the first time ever on a flight, I cleansed, toned and moisturised before I reclined my bed and actually slept. I was sure I felt the benefits on arrival in Hong Kong and I was hooked. Upon arrival back into London, I was happy to …

Jacqueline Harvey at The Pelham

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Published on BespokeRSVP on Wednesday 7th March 2012 On an unseasonably warm and sunny February afternoon in London, I walked out of South Kensington station and smiled as I saw large numbers of happy people sitting outside basking in the sunshine whilst sipping on coffees and nibbling on cakes. I wanted to join in but I was on my way to something much better. I crossed the road and entered The Pelham, a delightful boutique hotel, which spans three conjoining Georgian townhouses. Upon entry I was shown to the drawing room. Warm, cosy and littered with luxurious furniture, artworks, dark oak panelled walls and an honesty bar, the room was a complete contrast to the sunny weather outside and I could see myself sitting by the coal fire on a cold winters evening with a good book and a glass of red. But I was not there to lounge around; I was there for an hour with Jacqueline Harvey. Guests of the hotel are able to enjoy one of four hourly sessions with Jacqueline – …