It’s Thursday and the weekend is nearly – so very nearly – here. This week, it just can’t come fast enough.
Once again, the forecasts in London are predicting snow and the cold is overpowering. So much so that this weekend, I have plans to go absolutely nowhere. Wild horses wouldn’t be able to drag me outside. Husband, Coco (our tiny dog) and I will be rugging up and relaxing in the warmth of our cosy flat – which despite my initial reservations as to energy efficiency, I now maintain at a constant and balmy 24 degrees. Genuinely – one of my greatest life choices to date.
Some festive baking seems inevitable – there is a particular recipe for madeleines which is calling me. As is a Sunday roast. But mostly I’m planning on taking lots of relaxing hot baths, curling up on the sofa in my divine cashmere rug and reading a good book. Heaven. I love weekends.
And candles. This weekend I will be filling the house with scented candles. Somehow they warm everything with their gentle glow. And their divine scent. They make home feel special.
My current favourites are these divine creations by Nadia Narain (available to buy here). Simple, but stylish designs – I particularly love the Tracey Emin-esque aphorisms in pleasingly bright neon shades of fuchsia, orange and yellow – with the heavenly scent of aromatherapy oils. They cry out messages of goodwill such as ‘Peace’ and ‘Joy’ in a semi ironic way. That still seems to seep through into your self conscious, inevitably resulting in a smile. Edgy, yet simultaneously happy. How can you not love love love them?
Developed by a celebrated yoga teacher, they are ethical in more ways than you could imagine a scented candle could be – from their environmentally friendly packaging to the use of entirely natural products. It is easy enough to persuade yourself, that in the purchase of one of these candles, you are – in fact – making the world a better place. Needless to say, I have taken to them with gay abandon – scattering them across the house. My desk. The living room. The bathroom. And by our bedside.
After all, it’s little touches like these – bowls of fresh fruit, bright flowers and the glowing warmth of a candle – that make a house feel like a home. And winter feel like it has an end.