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How many hand creams is too many?

Hello, Dear Readers 

As I made my way to the railway station for the journey to Marie Claire Live last weekend, a sudden thought whacked me around the head and near halted my stride ‘I need hand cream’.

Perfectly  ordinary thought, and possibly not deserving of such a lightening bolt mention.

Apart from the fact I have a bunch of hand creams at home. In every room of the house.   And in my several work bags, and in Mr S15S's car (though weirdly not mine; must amend that once I’ve finished uploading my post). 

But, again, I’d forgotten to pack one, and had to buy a new one, lest my hands shrivel up and lose their function.  Rather like that side of my brain which won’t let me settle until I’ve handed over more money to a beauty sales person, for that one or two uses before the tube lingers so far at the bottom of my hand bag that it may well be one of those funky fish at the bottom of the ocean with it’s own light system.  And I still would forget to pack a tube in my bag even if they came with lights, like my daughter's fab trainers.

I really can’t abide the rough cuticles and thumb/index finger skin that comes of the gadget-era.  So much typing and swiping takes its toll on our digits.

How was I going to smooth down my panic and nails with only a Spar, Pumpkin Cafe and WH Smith for company between me and my train? Hmmm?

Well, it being almost Summer, the time of increased female traffic at airports, railway and service stations around the globe, the magazine industry is out to tempt us, isn't it?   

(Tempt me away) 

The very same Marie Claire team I was off to meet had a handy Neal’s Yard hand cream attached to their May issue - I chose the Garden Mint and Bergamot, and it smells thoroughly gorgeous. And reminds me of home-made mojitos, such is the prolific mint in our garden. (And just who wants to make mint sauce all the time?)

I tried to forget that I’d bought one only the previous week in exactly the same scenario...

Except it was from a Boots in Woking, and I was on my way to see Muse.

But I do love me a hand cream, that instant sinking of cream into your parched paws, the glut of product as you over compensate for exhausted cuticles. And, as happens, that was the product the lovely Boots team chose to advertise next to my face on page 96 of their Health and Beauty Magazine (May/June issue now out on counters across the UK), for which I received a treat-tantalising ten pounds gift card.  Not quite enough to indulge in their No 7 Protect and Perfect Hand Cream, with SPF, unless I get strategic with their No 7 vouchers. A challenge I accept, such the stylist (and Hand Cream obsessive) am I. 

And, in an effort not to triplicate this pattern for the rest of Spring at least – I’m away next weekend, but we are travelling in Mr S15S’s car, with a cheeky Sephora Chocolate Hand Cream in the glove box – I was in a bit of a gathering mood last night, and fished out all hand creams from their secret locations.

So, er, just how many is too many?

I obviously have my favourites – Atrixo is the only true cream I can rely on - but I do love the squeeze of a tube, repeatedly massaging the cream into my mitts. 

I know, I know, enough with the adjectives.

I also love the fragrance opportunity afforded by applying the cream, preferably butter, so I always stock up when I hit Bath andBody Works in the States.  Course, then everyone knows you’re applying hand cream because they smell so freakin’ delicious, and the next thing you know every one wants a borrow, including the male students in my classes, who clearly aren’t put off by vanilla or strawberry scented mitts. Love 'em.

But, you know what, I do have very dry skin, and great ideas, if a bad memory, so I don't think around 20 is too excessive.

And at least now the creams are all in one place, so as long as I carry this ... 

... around in my bags I won’t need to buy any more hand creams for a while.

So, how many hand creams do you own?  Share your number in the comments box below (and on social media with #handcreams and your number!)

Disclaimer: All thoughts and products are my own; I only received a gift card from Boots for my Advantage Card thoughts, and not for this post.  Oh, and Marie Claire bundled another Neal's Yard in their goody bag, but they didn't know I was about to write this post.  So ner. 


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