By Mike Bell, 41
I just came home from work, and I thought I noticed something a bit different about my wife Jane as she met me at the door with a kiss.
Was it her hair? Maybe a new top? Or was it a £400 professional makeover from a top salon? It was hard to tell.
Maybe it was just the strange light, the sunny June evening, or maybe Jane had been having a total beauty overhaul by cutting edge technicians for the past eight hours? I wasn't sure, so I thought it best to say nothing.
Now I'm here, having a good look across the dinner table in our well lit kitchen, and I'm still not sure. She definitely looks a little different, like maybe she's had some sort of total radiance body bliss package, or maybe it's just that I've had a drink.
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