I can’t live without hand cream and I won’t rest dead without it!

I told my friends that when I die, they need to apply hand cream to my hands at regular intervals when I’m laid out. 

And if they really loved me, they will go the extra mile and buy Clarins.

I’ll be lying there in my coffin, (an Irish wake can last 2-3 days) with my hands joined, rosary beads wound neatly around my fingers, and the only thing I’ll want is moisturiser.

They probably shouldn’t touch my face because the mortician will have me made up nicely. (Hopefully)

If I don’t smell Clarins, there’ll be trouble! And if I get as much as a whiff of the stuff from Dealz, there’ll be bigger trouble!

Thank you, girlfriends!