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This is just such an annoying iron. Okay, I'll reluctantly admit that it just about does the job, but you can get most cheapo irons now that do the job, and without the annoying features of this one. I use the term features loosely as I doubt they can really use 'falls over easily, so be ready to dodge!' as a selling point (though I will admit it wakes you up a bit when mid ironing). It's fine if I would just take the time to put it back in the iron slot, but it's an effort really, that no one really does when moving trousers to get the other leg.
It's just a bit too Final Destination for me, I'm expecting the falling iron to trigger a series of events that will result in me being hung by the incredibly short wire. I wasn't quite sad enough in my ranting moment to measure the iron cable, but I do find myself shuffling up as close to the plug as possible to get the iron to (only just) reach the other end of the ironing board.
You can see from the picture that the weirdly small base bits , especially when paired with 'light weight' (which granted, it actually is) will just result in some kind of comical 'weebles wobble' (...but they do fall down) affair. The plates wear quickly, and it's generally not great at the de-creasing function we all look for in an iron.
I'm allowed to rant here - I do all the ironing in my house yet my parents always insist on picking and buying the iron and fail miserably at it every time as they don't actually iron themselves.
On a good note - it has the run of the mill mist and a pretty powerful steam function, a good sized water capacity (10.5 oz), 1800 wattage and heats up pretty quickly. It does have the usual variety of settings on a clear and easy to use turning wheel. Oh, and it does 'glide' a bit nicer than the clunkier irons you can get, but at the expense of actually ironing your clothes.
The only five it gets from me is for battery life, and that's because it's directly from a power socket. I think you'd get it for about £10-£15, but to be honest, I'd save yourself a few quid and buy the £8 Early Learning Centre Steam Iron I can see in my side bar ads.
This is a now hugely underrated text and one of the important texts in the feminist movement (but no Vindication of the Rights of Woman) and, regardless of your views on feminism, a very interesting read. (Though, as a very short story, I feel I can only detail so much without ruining it or just listing the many interpretations of the texts - which in a sense ruins it also!) The story is told via a seamless series of journal entries from an unnamed female narrator depicting her oppressive husband and her growing insanity - seemingly caused by postnatal depression. The tone is immediately set, opening with the fairly wealthy narrator introducing her and her husband, John as 'mere ordinary people' followed by a mention of John laughing at her, with 'one expects that in a marriage'.
In an Edgar Allen-Poe-esque gothic style, and very typical of the time, the narrator and John are staying in a secluded summer house to cure her of her 'temporary nervous depression'. John enforces Weir Mitchell's 'resting cure', forcing her into silence, and subsequently forbids her from writing; her journals are kept hidden. As a short text, the characters are not greatly developed and dialogue is scarce, but John's character is a well known stereotype of the time - a male physician with little care for anything impractical. He takes on the role of her doctor, locking her away in a bedroom to aid her rest - and here we are introduced to the yellow wallpaper. Her dislike of the yellow wallpaper in the bedroom is obscurely intense from the start, but it increases throughout, becoming a strong obsession as she describes in depth the 'yellow smell' and the 'old foul, bad yellow things' it makes her think of.
She becomes increasing sure that there is a woman trapped behind the wallpaper - cue huge metaphor for women being trapped in domestication. But a few things don't add up in the narrator's account of the unexplained destruction of things in her room; her unreliability highlighting her madness, as she begins her determination to 'free' the woman from the wallpaper, who she is sure creeps out at night. As gothic as it sounds, the narrator is never scared of the woman, just intrigued to an obsessive degree. As well as her journals, she hides her obsession with the wallpaper and the woman from her husband, hoping to avoid more treatment and to eventually free the woman.
Gilman was a key American feminist, this being her best known work, written in 1892 shortly after she herself had experience postnatal depression and poor treatment for it. Gilman is a fascinating woman and this short story is most definitely one to be read. (Short enough that the whole story is widely published online and won't kill your eyes to read the whole thing there!) The text has clear feminist implications, particularly criticizing the male dominated medical profession that Gilman suffered, but is very open to interpretation on a lot of matters. However, in an Orwell's Animal Farm-esque fashion, the text can be taken literally or opened to a much deeper meaning; making it a good read for competent young readers as well as older readers (and making it safe for Gilman to publish such a strong feminist text at the time as people just took it as a creepy tale of an insane woman).
Gilman wanted to help people - saying she hadn't "intended to drive people crazy, but to save people from being driven crazy, and it worked". Her main criticism is of the 'rest cure'; during her depression she was treated by Weir Mitchell who forced her into subservience as means of a cure - as with the narrator and John (minus the husband/wife relationship). It is reported that having recovered from her poor treatment and misdiagnoses, she wrote The Yellow Wallpaper and sent a copy to Mitchell, who failed to reply. If that doesn't make you say 'you go girl!' what will? The text is fast paced and a very different approach to the feminist message. I'm yet to find someone who didn't like this text and who didn't want to discuss it after reading (and hey, even if you hate it, it doesn't take much more than half an hour to read!)
1. People who make up nicknames for themselves.
"Hi, my name's Thug." It's actually Michael, but I'm so desperate for the approval of my peers that I sat down for a good half hour and gave serious thought to a nickname and felt 'Thug' suited me best. Over time, I have progressed through several nicknames, including Razor, Shifty and Snake, all of which I have enforced on myself to emphasize my anarchy.
2. People who cannot spell, refuse to try, and mock those who can.
It's pretty self explanatory, although I have every bit of respect for those who genuinely struggle with spelling. I moved from Berkshire to Derby and was mocked from the age of 7 upwards for words such as 'bath' with an 'ar' sound by people who actively spelt bath, 'baff'. I'm no snob, but I defy anyone not to take the high ground in that situation.
3. Gok Wan.
The stretched ear piercing, the sequinned outfits, the abuse of the over-camp "ladies!", the occasional violating wink and the fact that you feel bad for hating him because his trash show no doubt actually helps a lot people with their self confidence? Room 101.
4. People who read The Daily Mail or the BNP site and immediately regurgitate it.
Who are we kidding? Everyone knows there is a problem with immigration, but 80% of the time, it's just plain racism.
5. People who do not look after their children properly, including those who smoke whilst pregnant or with a child present.
Smoking is what it is; personally, I'm not a fan, but I won't be scowling at strangers smoking any time soon. However, it's not impossible to quit for 9 months and it is equally not impossible to stand outside to smoke so that your children at least get less of the second hand effects. It is inexcusable to sit watching your massive television, smoking and drinking, with several friends round, whilst your two children wander around the garden in nothing but pants with your aggressive bulldogs. Stereotypical, yes, but also something I see daily from the less than pleasant street that backs mine.
6. People who text you all the time, just to ask what you're up to. Not because they want to see you or anything, just to ask. Or just to waste my money, who knows.
7. People who mock charity.
My Father is one of these and it makes me so angry. People who scoff at people going into charity shops and laugh at people who give money to charity organisations and class it is as a 'scam'. (Granted some are) But you just can't argue with these people. Unless you have a good shovel to hand.
8. My personal one, clowns.
The bane of my life and a huge phobia. Something that's pretty hard to keep a secret when reduced to tears at the mention of it. Also, a bit frustrating to be terrified of a child's entertainer, sigh.
9. Those undeserving EMA gits.
If you're at college, you've heard the statements 'My EMA is late!' and 'I haven't got my EMA bonus!' all in the same high pitched whine and strangely only coming from those who don't actually need EMA - granted, I've had a few friends who actually use and need it for what it's there for, but the majority is stropping teenagers, complaining at an overworked receptionist whilst clutching a piece of paper which ensures that their lateness is overlooked, wearing all Topshop despite their desperate need for Government money.
10. People who disrespect old people (and to be quite fair, old people who disrespect younger people).
Come on. You just don't do it! Old people are great (unless you are stuck walking behind them - but even so, you bottle up that slow walking frustration, not sigh loudly and overtake, like you actually have somewhere to be)
11. People who just aren't funny and find nothing funny.
It's just so awkward, things that would be funny, are awkward and weird because the person you are with is incapable of laughter. Tripping over is no longer shaken off with a laugh; it's now a trigger of an awkward 2 minute silence because not only did you trip, you laughed at yourself, and you laughed alone.
12. People who tell you their life story, when you didn't even ask.
Especially with teenagers, you don't even have a life story yet, it's just the past six arguments you've had with your boyfriend and if you're feeling generous, the past few arguments your best friend has had with their boyfriend.
13. On that note, the 'on and off' relationships of teenagers.
Personally, I've been in a consistently happy relationship for over a year, and I very much resent it being put in a darker light than that of a friend's 'four year relationship', riddled with break ups, other relationships, lies, arguments, cheating and genital warts.
14. People who mock classical music, literature, museums and chess.
Okay, I get it, I'm severely uncool and would fit in quite nicely in a retirement home. Fair enough if you don't like it, but it breaks my heart to see a young person enthusiastic about any of the above and getting mocked by people who would sooner listen to 'drum and bass', 'reading' Nuts in a park playing 'who can stand with their hands in their pants the longest'.
They're so pretty! And they always land on you! And you just leave them there so you can look! And oh how pretty is your pattern little ladybird... And oh. You've weed on me and flown away.
16. The strange weight thing.
You won't catch me mocking someone for being even remotely overweight
ever, but what does get me, is that I'm a very healthy weight, quite slim - but I do do a lot of exercise. Why is it then okay for people who could quite honestly, for health reasons, stand to do a bit of exercise to call me and anyone else thin 'a twig'? But to suggest they exercise is considered horrible and rude and something I personally feel a need to avoid at all costs. Although, it does anger me to see very unhealthy, overweight people, letting their children get in the same state.
17. If it's not clear yet, I'm a stickler for grammar... And poor pronunciation - genuine accents excluded.
"Pass us the buh''a"... Wow... Just... What? Oh right, 'butter', no, there's absolutely 'nuffink' wrong wi' tha'.
18. People who squish bugs or just generally treat animals badly.
We have rescued battery chickens and I never squish bugs, I refuse to get off my high horse. Okay, I eat meat, but killing bugs is pointless and cruel; just killing for the hell of it. I shall overlook the squishing of mosquitos however, as that is pretty reasonable to save being ravished (in an altogether un-sexy way) in your sleep.
19. Unnecessary showing of wealth.
From boasting to the full blown jumper tied over shoulders, driving a sports car with your personalised 'D0UCH3' license plate.
20. People who can't think of at least 20 things they'd like to be rid of. Come on, you're just too damn happy.
You can't really fault a cheap Microsoft keyboard, and I am actually quite fond of the curve, but I won't lie, I did spend a good five minutes staring at it and thinking 'why is my 'N' key so huge?' Okay, so I get the curve design, the keys vary in size, but still, a year into having this keyboard I look at the distinctly larger 'N' key and wonder.
Aside from the N key, the keyboard is pretty nice. You'll be able to get it for around £15 in the right places. It's USB and has a range of 'hot keys' (which should be noted, are for use with largely Microsoft programmes) such as the basic back and forward, home page, search buttons for Internet Explorer and a mail button that will open Outlook. Also volume up/down, mute and play/pause buttons, applicable to Media Player and 'other popular media players' - you can't change what these buttons do (for example, I'd much rather the Mail key took me to Hotmail as I don't use Outlook).
The calculator 'hot key' is also quite nicely placed above the number pad. The space bar is also quite large and nice to use. Overall, the keyboard is very attractive, with quite flat, but easy to use keys and mostly black design with hints of silver. The flip stands at the back are a pretty generic height, but, quite irrelevantly for me, two of the four non slip pads fell off for me pretty quickly.
It's not distinctly loud, but it is not a quiet keyboard, something I would have taken into consideration had I bought it myself. It's also quite a nice keyboard for gaming I've found. On a final note, Microsoft also advertise this keyboard as having a 'Spill Resistant Design', apparently it's designed to withstand an accidental spill. Odd feature, but it's in there for the clumsier of us. A nice all round, cheap keyboard; can't really fault it for the price you're paying.
If you know of Skype, this is what it was based on. (if not, look up Skype on here, there are some great reviews). As a wesbsite, it's only been active for about 8 months, but there's been a fair bit of media buzz surrounding it on account of reports that celebs like Ashton Kutcher and Paris Hilton use it (although I defy anyone to find Mr Kutcher amongst the orgy of sexual activity).
It's an online chat service that feeds your webcam and sound directly through to another person at random, in return you see theirs. You are then given the chance to talk to this stranger, or, in a rather blunt way, press F9 and quickly 'Next' them. The idea itself is a great way of giving people confidence and introducing people to other cultures (although the site is about 49% Americans), but I suppose you could put it down to being created by a 17 year old that the security is so low.
Some basic figures from earlier this year pretty much summarise Chatroulette - 76% of the random selection were male, 11% no person, and 13% female.
Quite simply, Chatroulette is vulgar. And quite alarmingly, you come across girls and boys who can't be older than 13 (often sat with friends) on this site. The site has no enforcments to stop this or the 'perverts'. (Aside from an optinional 'report' button which blocks a person for 40 minutes when they are reported for such activity '3 times in 5 minutes')
As an actual site, it's not bad, the design is hugely simple and the speed is fair for what it is (with the occaisional lag) with a revenue made from very small dating ads. You have to give credit to the teenager who managed to make it.
Personally, I think it's something for parents to look out for to ensure their children are not using it. But at the same time, when you're feeling kind of immature, it's a hilarious site. What's more, you meet genuinely funny, interesting people. I've come across people who act out a sequence of emotions then next you before you have a chance to clap them and people that have asked me to rate a series of hats. And why lie; it does wonders for a girl's ego (...as long as you next before 'you're beautiful' is followed by 'will you show me your breasts?').
I've had this phone on Orange for two years now (and before that had the very similar Samsung D900) and it hasn't failed me yet. I've always been a fan of Nokia's (which seems to be the opinion of a lot of people going for this phone), but this phone is pretty much perfect for me. I'm a bit of tech-geek, but at the same time, I like all but my computers as basic as it gets.
This phone is just that, extremely basic. The storage is pretty poor, but the memory card capacity resolves that - I keep music and pictures on a 2GB card. I've always had a camera so have never really cared for the quality of phone cameras, hence my happiness in having this 1.3mp camera. However, the picture quality is actually alright if you have a really steady hand. It's a real bargain phone, about £50 on average, and is a fair weight - though I'll admit I'm no fan of the pink version of this phone.
The message capacity is at about 200 messages, which is good if you're a real uncool texts-from-the-boyfriend hoarder like me and the keys are easy to type on. The music player is also a good feature - offering you four 30 song play lists and a decent set of headphones with it (though it's only useful if you have a memory card). One important thing though! If you're listening to music through your headphones and you receive a text, the music will automatically start to play out of your phone instead of your headphones, which is surprisingly hard to notice... and also pretty embarrassing when 'jamming' to Enrique Iglesias in the bus line.
The screen display is actually pretty decent and you can have pictures from your computer as the background quite easily. It has clear sound (good for alarms) and a good vibrate for those like myself who never have a ring tone. It also has all the basic features, an easy to use calendar, calculator, world clock, sound recorder (though playback isn't great quality) and converter and all are decent. The battery life is fair, but after two years of the occasional half charge before leaving the house, the battery is giving out on me, and lasts sometimes one day, sometimes three.
The radio is pretty decent but you have to have headphones plugged in for it to work and the Bluetooth is good. The internet is fair, but you can get much, much better on other phones. The games are fairly poor to be honest, though I do occaisionally find myself playing the Pong style game 'Cannonball'. The phone has worn a bit, but I have bashed it about a bit. It's really not the flashest thing, but it's great for just texting and phoning; which is exactly what I like for.
I already knew of Sylvia Plath's work and life, but read Lindaw Wagner-Martin's biography 'Sylvia Plath' about two weeks before reading the Bell Jar (which is actually a very easy to read biography, even of Plath's traumatic life) and the similarities are chilling. It's well known that The Bell Jar is somewhat autobiographical, but knowing just how much is somehow worse.
This was an all night read for me - as in I started reading at around 6pm and didn't stop until I finished it at 4am; I literally couldn't put it down. Written in the 60s and set in 50s America, The Bell Jar follows the life of college student Esther Greenwood as her sanity falls apart at the hands of her oppressive mother and awkward, unfulfilling love life.
The first person narrative is gripping and shows clearly the intelligence and frustration of Esther. Personally, I'm not a fan of Plath's other works. I've found both Ariel and The Colossus inaccessible for me, whereas The Bell Jar is relatable and a lot less abstract. The characters are built up brilliantly, and it's clearly from Esther's point of view. We know that the view of the oppressive Mother is Esther's opinion and the view of the deceitful first boyfriend, Buddy, is also Esther's opinion.
The optimistic opening of Esther winning a magazine competition is shattered so suddenly yet gradually and really, from then on, the novel is a painful read. Trust the jokes; The Bell Jar does leave you with a kind of void, but one that is quickly filled by appreciation of the beauty of what you have just read.
I'm very doubtful that The Bell Jar is for all; however I'm yet to find a single person who dislikes the book. Despite the miserable themes throughout, Esther's character is actually very likable, sharp and witty. (SPOILER) To those who have actually read the text the whole way through - I found the hopeful ending somewhat painful given the actually ending of Plath's life.
A classic book that should be read: it's fast paced, genuine and heart wrenching. The motifs of the bell jar and fig tree are brilliantly worked in, adding to the fragile state of Esther - a credit to Plath's literary ability. It's a book that really stays with you and really makes you think and feel - however saddening.
This is 'my moisturiser'. I have very normal skin; not dry or greasy and I've been using it for about four years. I buy the pot about once a month and it really is the perfect moisturiser for me. I know a lot of people who also use this moisturiser, both males and females, including my mum who has much older skin than I and a friend who has quite bad acne.
To start, it's pretty cheap, about £6 for the 300ml pot I get, and it does last. I use it before bed and before applying makeup in the morning - makeup sits nicely on it after letting it set for about three minutes. I have never before found a moisturiser that lets me apply makeup so evenly and easily. Using this after the slightly dry skin feeling you get after getting out of the shower makes my skin feel incredibly refreshed. Also, like most Nivea products, it's pretty scentless.
I also have the run of the mill Nivea Lotion for Normal Skin, as it's much cheaper for full body moisturising, but it's no where near as good for me. The Nivea Soft is a thick cream that soaks into skin quickly and really helps with stubbornly dry skin, whereas Nivea Lotion is a much more general affair, much thinner, but doesn't soak into my skin nearly as well.
I use Johnson's Body Lotion also, but again, like Nivea Lotion, it seems to sit on my skin. In the way of creams, I've tried a range, and nothing quite matches Nivea Soft for me (although Champneys Moisture miracle is lovely for hands). I would advise anyone with any skin type to use Nivea Soft, even if just on hands, I can't fault it.
I read this because it's a classic, and you know, you just have to read classics. It's quite a quick read (about 300 pages) but, if like me, you're no fan of lengthy dream sequences in books, you may find the travel sequences in Lolita a little tiresome. The book does take a while to get off the ground, but when it does, it's a treat. If you don't know the story - we follow the curiously named Humbert Humbert's view of his awkward love for what he calls 'nymphets'; pre-teen beauties. It's essentially a tale of a troubled, yet attractive and highly intelligent, paedophile.
Oddly enough, the book is actually quite humorous, a strange but very skilful technique employed by Nabokov. Personally, I wasn't all that disgusted - there's no grotty details and what is essentially rape is handled very smoothly (which debatably makes it more disgusting for some).
I found Lolita's mature character hard to believe at times, but the build up of tension between her an Humbert was incredibly well done. Their characters are developed just the right amount and I quickly warmed to Humbert's character; he seemed to be genuinely suffering in this tension and love... and then you suddenly remember he's actually a paedophile. It's quite an awkward feeling when you realise you're sympathising with a paedophile.
I personally found the middle section of the book a bit of a drag compared to the rest. (SPOILER) The details of Humbert and Lolita travelling around America together seemed to become somewhat repetitive to me - but that's only for a short while, it redeems it's pace shortly after.
I would very much advise reading this book - take it as a book and appreciate the beauty of what Nabokov has done; it's not written to disgust people.
Okay, so I'm nearly 18 and I'm quite a fan of L'oreal Kids products. However, I'm terrible for over-using this which puts me off massively. Over-use of this product does give hair a greasy feeling, but I don't have dry hair at all. I bought this product because I stopped brushing my hair - I condition it well and my hair very rarely knots so I realised there wasn't much point in damaging my hair brushing it, so went searching for a de-tangler to get rid of any left over tangle.
I found this at just under £2, which is pretty cheap for 150ml, and absolutely fell in love with the 'Sweet Pear' smell. (I also planned an unnecessary story for the cashier about an imaginary little sibling I was buying all the L'oreal Kids products for). My boyfriend immediately complimented me on the smell, but it wears off very quickly - meaning, that's right, I put it on again (and again... and again) - so I'm slightly to blame for the greasy hair feel.
As for the de-tangling, it does actually do the job - but I only ever use it on dry hair. It also lasts a very long time (even with my excessive using!) As for it's actual target audience, it's spray pump, brightly coloured, easy to grip bottle is very appealing for kids. Having laughed to myself at the 'no tears!' being unnecessary for a 17 year old, I sprayed myself in the face - and indeed, no tears. I advise this product for any age, it de-tangles, smells incredible and (when rationed) makes hair feel very clean - and no tears!
I was given this by my lovely (yet technology hoarding) uncle and immediately thought 'oooo, pretty'. I generally like Samsung for their simple, easy to use products and this is pretty much in keeping with that. However, the shape and size of the DVD player itself is very awkward for someone who has a portable television on top of a chest of drawers. It's pretty small, about the size of two DVDs laying together (not in thickness) but you can't really stack it. (I know, I know, you shouldn't really be stacking appliances, but who doesn't?)
It does look lovely, really modern - but like it should be made more of, I generally just have DVDs sat on top of it, kind of taking away it's modern touch. The touch screen feature again is really nice and modern, but it's slow. Perhaps this is just for me - but sometimes it takes up to ten seconds for the tray to actually come out, and sometimes not at all. Leaving you awkwardly waiting to see whether it's a ten second wait or not at all, often pressing it again and getting the annoying open and immediately close thing.
Aside from appearance - this little player is my only appliance that does not take a SCART lead, meaning an extra cable (and an extra purchase for some). There's a USB port (again hidden around the back with the cables - furthering it's nice appearance, but a bit awkward for my cramped chest of drawers), which let's you play music and such off a thumb drive (and rip music off CD I believe, though I haven't tried that yet) which is something I personally haven't come across before - but don't really need anyway as I do anything music related on my computer with perfect ease.
The remote is dinky! It's a hand held number taking the usual triple A's, again pretty simple, with easy to get power, eject and enter buttons. The actually quality of the DVD player is great, there's a lot going on to bring you high quality watching (okay, I'm not so sure what, I'm personally not a DVD player buff, but I know there's a lot notching up the quality - even on my portable telly).
I personally found it was more of an attractive thing, that was wasted in my room, and the extra features, though really good, were also wasted on me. But even purely as a DVD player, it's very good quality, and quite a bargain (at around £50).
This was my first ever camera, bought for me by my parents when I was 14. As a present bought years ago, I can't say the exact price, but as far as I know, it's a real bargain camera (you're looking at under £100), and I would say it's an ideal camera for someone the age I was. I've had this camera for 3 years (and have taken, and stored, nearly 10000 photos with it), and it has finally broken due to a screen crack which I entirely put down to my own clumsiness.
I was so hugely disappointed that this camera broke and now have the Fujifilm Finepix Z which is nothing in comparison in my opinion. I should also note that there's an updated version of this camera (the C813 I believe). I've found a lot of mixed reviews of this camera, but usually from people who's expectations seem pretty high for what it is. This is a cheap camera, don't expect SLR quality. Also, as I do advise this camera is given to someone younger or bought for use on a holiday or similar, buy a case. It does not come with one, and I would advise anyone buying a camera to get a case for it.
The mega pixels aren't that high (6.2), but the picture quality is actually really quite decent. The camera offers a wide range of settings (including macro and sport) and the video feature on it has always served me well (when filming in good lighting). I've never really bothered personally with software that comes with cameras (I've never found it brilliant - with any cameras or devices), I usually just take the memory card out, use a reader and edit any pictures on programmes I already have without even looking at what comes with the camera.
The picture quality, the camera display and battery life are all brilliant for the price. The camera is incredibly easy to use and the pictures still come up in good quality regardless of zoom. This camera is ideal for a younger person and sparked a photography hobby for me - but don't expect wonders. I'll probably be moving on to a much higher quality camera soon, but this is a brilliant starter for anyone and has served me well.
The ratings below are based on the camera considering it's price and the fact that it doesn't try to promote itself as a professional use camera - it's a family camera.
I'll admit, I'm addicted to this stuff. Being young and blonde, I'm slightly sceptical of fake tan, fearing the Barbie look, but I saw this in a bargain bin of sorts for the hugely decent £1.50 and felt the need to at least attempt a summer glow this year.
I've since bought it from my local Savers or Wilkos, which pretty much knocks it down to the online price of around £2 (minus any p&p fees). Although as a bargain shop, the stock is slightly inconsistent so I vary between the moisturiser and the spray - I'll note the differences.
Firstly, this stuff runs out pretty quickly. I use it every 2 to 3 days and do whole body coverage and find it runs out in about a fortnight (same for smaller of the two moisturisers). I also find that after about a month of continuous usage, it does go a bit patchy and an intense bath ex foliation is required (leaving me horrifically pale by comparison!) and then a restart. However, the tan builds up pretty quickly, after two applications I'm back to the usual.
Having tried Johnsons and Dove, I've found this one to be the least offensive when it comes to the dreaded orange hands. However, I do still advise ex foliating before hand, then moisturising knees/elbows/ankles etc and washing hands thoroughly. For me, I still end up with a slight orange joint attack, so I very lightly wipe my knees and such with a flannel after application. It's an extra bit of effort, but this stuff is intended for those who want to avoid the full fake look I guess.
I do prefer the spray as it generally goes on easier, spreads more evenly and dries quicker, however, it's a nightmare getting the last of it out. Be careful not to turn it upside down to get the bum and tops of thighs as it stops coming out and as you go on, your hands get slippy and you can't spray with one hand (to do arms and such), so keep some tissue handy. I also suggest applying before bed, as I've found it'll rub off on lightly coloured underwear and leave you a bit patchy even if you wait a few hours after applying (applies to moisturiser also).
I've thoroughly milked those bad points so you know how to avoid them if anything. From this I got a very even tan, and I'm able to gage how dark I want it by how much/how often I put on (though as I've got lighter hair, I'm sticking to the light sun kissed look). At it's cheaper price, it's very good for the money and I'm continuously complimented on my tan and asked if I've been on holiday. It makes my skin feel great and actually smells fairly decent (I haven't found any change in smell even with repeated use). I would advise anyone to use this product (and have done!), it's great natural look.