I first became aware of my obsession with all things beauty when I discovered a new Nars Orgasm blusher in my mum’s bathroom when I was about eleven years old. It hadn’t even been opened, let alone used, and I was completely in awe. So, naturally, I took it from her bathroom and straight into my room and there began many years of constant back and forth between us, which included her often asking where various favourites in her makeup bag were and me swearing I had no idea. Of course, they’d always miraculously turn back up where they started, albeit in a less than impressive state—she never lets me forget the time I accidentally smashed her new Bobbi Brown eyeshadow palette. Oops!