Brian Duffy
It’s 3am and the cat is miaowing outside my bedroom door. They say that once you have a baby, you never sleep properly again, but 21 years since the birth of my first child, and despite a move to the countryside that has blessed me with pitch-black night skies and a silence so peaceful it’s like wearing noise-cancelling headphones, I can testify: it’s not just babies that keep you awake at night. But while it may take a few cups of coffee to get my brain going in the morning, one thing I’ve never worried about is my skin’s ability to recover, in spite of the nocturnal interruptions. I’ve been writing about beauty for more than 25 years, and the one take-home mantra from every night-cream launch I’ve attended has been this: your skin repairs itself at night. The get-out-of-jail-free card of the beauty industry, the ultimate in hope in a jar, is the knowledge that any product you use in the evening comes with an inbuilt superpower, something we make ourselves