I’d like to argue that Aesop is one of Australia’s very best exports, even more so than Hugh Jackman. I mean, Hugh is nice to look at, but will he leave your hands smelling like vanilla and citrus, your face like lavender and your hair like lime? My skin has been thanking me from the very first day I slapped some Aesop maderin facial cream on over six years ago, and now you would be forgiven for thinking that I live in an Aesop shop. My bathroom is scattered with different bottles, tubes and jars all sporting the neat design of the Aesop label. St Kilda is one of my favourite branches to visit, the basement location feels like an underground sensory den and the super friendly staff fuss over you and offer you samples of delicious smelling things. Join the mailing list to get invited to the special Christmas party each year!