This book has driven me mindless for the past couple of weeks. Can I find it anywhere here?

I know that I bought it. And read it. Bloody book faeries. Moving things again. Mumble. Grumble :o(

Anyway. Today I remembered the name of it and went on Amazon.

A Mayfair address; the title of ‘purveyor to Her Majesty the Queen’; a shop full of exotic, expensive creams and potions; and a clientele of the aristocratic, the rich – and the gullible.

Little did they suspect that Madame Rachel had once been a poor fish-fryer in a disease-ridden, grubby corner of Victorian London. Her shop in New Bond Street lured her wealthy clients in their droves, enticed by the promise of eternal beauty. What they found there was a con-woman and fraudster who made a career out of lies, treachery and the desperate hopes of women wanting to be ‘beautiful for ever’.

Beautiful For Ever is a thrilling tale of love affairs, scandal, blackmail, high-profile court cases, suicide and fraud, with the extraordinary Madame Rachel right at the centre of it all.

What freaked me out most about this whole subject was the practice of women paying :

“…to be enamelled with a paste of white lead that lasted up to a year…”

OK, Peeps. Just close your eyes and imagine that one. Then come back and accuse me of being whatever you feel like accusing me of being but.. I can’t even wear foundation cream because it makes me feel as though my skin can’t breath. Nor will I EVER wear a “mask” for the same (needing to breath) reason.