Calamine lotion to caviar cream
Lise Hand recalls how years spent happily burning under the noonday sun have now been replaced by rigorous cleansing routines and diamond-infused unctures.
So, how did we get here?
It was the smell of childhood summers. Heady, sweet and unmistakeable, it was the aroma which eloquently spoke of long days at Brittas Bay, Sandycove or any patch of available sand, running around in your togs and revelling in the rare caress of warm Irish sunshine on your skin.
It was the unmistakable whiff of calamine lotion, a magical elixir which cured the lame, the halt, the blind and...
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