I am a mascara and go kinda girl. I believe in enhancing your natural beauty.
And you know what they say: Life’s too short to wear boring clothes – and when it comes down to it, it’s also too short to wear boring lipstick.
Fall in love with someone who doesn’t judge you for not crying during sad movies or Save The Children PSAs, because they know that you have YSL mascara on and you can’t waste that shit.
And if I’m going to be honest with you, I didn’t feel bad at all. In some weird and twisted way, all this amazed me.
But the hardest part isn’t even the judgment we get for spending. It’s the constant assumption that because we wear a lot of make up it means we are insecure.
Thirty-five of the most bizarre, surreal, psychedelic—and GORGEOUS—makeup jobs you’ve ever seen.
As you paint the picture you want the world to see you imagine that you mirror is a traveling machine. It will bring you somewhere where the beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
What’s the point of contouring if it’s just going to drip down my face? On those days where the humidity is booming and the sun is shining, I look like a parody YouTube makeup tutorial.
I don’t like clowns so I certainly don’t want to look like one.
Do you expect me to walk this world completely open to you? An open book, clearly written, easily delivered. Fuck that. In a world of online profiles and the 5 second first impression swipe, you want me to show myself to you fully? What would that do? How would you survive so much honesty? So I will not.