Confetti Avenue by Charlotte Hartwell: Glasshouse Confetti Avenue by Charlotte Hartwell: Glasshouse Confetti Avenue by Charlotte Hartwell: GlasshouseMy obsession with Glasshouse started around October last year. My mum has always been buying lovely candles for as long as I can remember but since I was going away for the weekend I wanted to buy one of my own for myself. I targeted Glasshouse because of the beautiful glass jars they come in. They had me at ‘chocolate fudge brownie’.

Months passed and I was burning my candle in all situations: exam study, bath time, in bed, watching YouTube. But this was ok because by this point I had managed to get my hands an another two backups (I’m still on the first one, it burns forever). Christmas came and my boyfriend fed my addiction by giving me the Tahaa Vanilla Caramel hand cream and Bordeaux Vanilla Noir soap. A few weeks later I found a stash of mini candles in a cupboard which I rescued.

At the beginning of January having burnt half of my original candle I realised I needed to get a wick trimmer. But no ordinary wick trimmer would do! It had to be by Glasshouse to match. Having paid half it’s worth in postage I realised I had an addiction.

However, this is totally justifiable when I explain to you this: triple scented candles. Three layers of baked goods goodness. Top: Coconut. Middle: Cream, Buttery Roasted Nuts. Base: Chocolate, Fudge, Vanilla. The base scents are the strongest and really make the whole room smell amazing (even when the candle isn’t burning)! I find that so many candles don’t smell much unless you’re sitting right next to them but you can smell Glasshouse candles a room away.

In my collection: