Wellbeing
Originally published on Wednesday, 17th September 2008
Too In Touch?
Remember 1995-7? You couldn't swing a cat without hitting some guy with a Blondissima-doused barnet. Suddenly, even the boys thought that being blonde was more fun.
And these days, every bachelor pad I visit has a medicine cabinet that seems to hold the entire SpaceNK collection. One friend even gets his moisturiser shipped in. From Australia.
There used to be a time when a girl had to lug her own supplies to her boyfriend’s. No longer. All the men I know have better beauty products than me. And I get mine free. Sure, Becks may have made a half head of highlights more acceptable, and back, crack and sack waxes are apparently de rigueur among the urban male, but I always presumed makeup would be the last frontier.
Seemingly not. Touch Éclat, YSL’s cult concealer/highlighting miracle cream – beloved by alcoholic whores everywhere – has come up with a male version, cunningly called ‘Touch Éclat for Men’.
Whatever’s next? Men menstruating?
Touche Éclat is available at Selfridges
