End of Days

After 14 months of life in Perfumery, tomorrow I step into the fabulous shoes of a lady on a Prestigious Cosmetic House. It seemed appropriate to take stock of the changes in my life since embarking on my new found employment in Retail.

1. I now have 14 bottles of perfume on my dressing table. They are: Paul Smith - Rose, Flower by Kenzo, Classique edt by Jean-Paul Gaultier, Ralph Lauren - Rocks, Narcisso Rodriguez - for her edp, Un Jardin en Mediterranee by Hermes, Eclat d'Arpege by Lanvin, Rumeur by Lanvin, Maitresse by Agent Provocateur, Addict 2 by Dior, Stella by Stella McCartney, Prada tendre, Geranium Bourbon by Miller Harris and Voile de Fleur by Tom Ford. And there's always room for one more.

2. I now have 2 baskets of make-up and cosmetics and working for my PCH I will have to replace all of my random brands with theirs. I now know why a serum is important under a moisturiser and why investing in a decent foundation brush is more important than the foundation. I totally love being a girlie.

3. I can sell. Perhaps a bit obvious, but I've found something I'm really good at. Yes, I would rather have been the next JK Rowling, but I've got bills to pay and retail is an easy way. Rather that, than doing reception in an accountants office.

4. It does not seem unreasonable to me to dust some powder over my cheeks and slap some gloss on to go to the shops.

I have no idea where this side step will take me, hopefully to bigger and brighter things, at the very least it will keep the roof over our heads for a little bit longer. Was this what I wanted for myself when I struggled through two degrees? No, not really. But at the end of each tirin, frustrating day, I'm knackered, but still a damned sight happier than when I was properly employed in Local Government.