I grew up in a council house at the end of a cul-de-sac in Cumbria, in northern England. The assumption for my career path at 16 was simple: the chocolate factory or the biscuit factory, like everyone else. That was the ceiling, cemented tight.

I didn’t stay in Cumbria. But it took a village to get me out – half a dozen women who held doors open without a word, who put the kettle on, who wrote letters, who did what they could. This is where I write about those women, about where I came from, what it smelled like, what it felt like to leave and so much more. This is also where I explore what it means, decades later, to look back as the founder of a cult skincare brand and start to make sense of it all.

In My Own Skin is a memoir in pieces, written from rambling voice notes and shaped into essays. One story at a time.

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~ Sharon McGlinchey

These are the stories I've been carrying for decades. Finally written down.