When I was a teenager I used to think oil was the devil. I hated the taste of it on my food, the texture of it on my face and couldn't BARE the idea of using it after a shower before getting dressed for the day. However, when I turned the meagre age of 12 I suddenly had a huge growth spurt (I know, young right?) and was one of the first people in my year to develop stretch marks, acne and well... everything else. It was around this time that I began to research what I could do to diminish the deep purple scars that were showing up all over my body and, thus, my love affair with oils began.