Ahhhh… I remember it like it was only last month…
Let’s talk Brows… – Monday, March 1st, 2010
They’re kind of a big deal.
It’s a substantial thing to grow hair on your face. Billions of pounds go into the development of products designed to remove facial hair, but I’m not sure we invest so much time and effort in cultivating the hair we want to keep.
Mine are a complete and shameful mess. I’ve overplucked some areas and I continue to underpluck others… I have a great natural arch, but no idea how to make the best of it. Infact, I’ve managed to create total unevenness to the point where I look like I’m permanently raising one of my eyebrows when in reality, I’m not moving a muscle.
Brow powder is my makeup bag essential. I’ll happily hit the supermarket without a scrap of colour or foundation on my face, but take away my brow powder and I’ll be walking around wih my hands self-consciously hovering near my forehead in an attempt to cover up the offending area. Eyebrows, for me… are face framers, and KNOW that everytime I see a FOTD – I’m checking out those brows before ANYTHING else.
Obviously, this post is mostly an excuse for me to trawl the internet laughing at celebrities with dodgy eyebrows, but there is a serious message here. Tweezers are a dangerous implement and I’m not letting Leila near a pair. As God (or you guys) is my witness, I’m marching her to a salon when she hits 15. This house will be a tweezerless one.
I wish mine had been…
What a mess. I’m a (relatively) intelligent woman who clearly lost control of all mental capabilities when my grasping fingers first touched those tweezers 13 years ago and quite frankly, I haven’t regained them.
I need help, I know that some of my lovely readers MUST be brow experts! I see so many women with perfectly groomed eyebrows and I’m considering befriending the next one I see in Waitrose, lulling her into a false sense of security with hazelnut lattes and Heat magazine chats before slyly handing her my tweezermans and giving her carte blanche on my face.
Do you feel my pain or mock my affliction?
Where can I go from here? Professional help? Hands tying behind my back? Hair transplants? Threading?
I bemoaned my lack of a great red…
The Perfect Red. – Monday, March 15th, 2010
It’s Monday morning and I’m feeling gloomy…
Cheer me up, I wanna talk about the classic red lip.
I struggle. I have too much pink in my skintone and am forever clashing. Failing that, I catch sight of myself walking past an office window and suddenly realise that the Hamburgler is probably after my Big Macs.
Can you pull off a great red lip? Do you even like red lips?
and I found a rather lovely polish in my collection…
Mavala Miami Nail Polish NOTD – Monday, March 8th, 2010
The lovely liloo is in search of a potential nail polish delight. She’s looking for a wearable (ie. not too bright or shocking) blue-based pink. Think MAC Snob in a bottle.
I’ve been through my collection and can’t find anything suitable. This was the nearest.
I picked Mavala Miami up when I raided the Debenhams sale last summer, it is blue based… perhaps not strongly enough to fit in the ‘Snob’ category, but it’s getting there.
As for my polish requirements. I LOVE it. It’s pink and girly, but stops short of being sugary thanks to it’s definite brightness. I feel all summery wearing it and I may even have to reapply before moving on to another shade (high praise indeed!).
Application was tremendous. 3 easy, easy coats achieved a perfect finish, but as with a lot of Mavala’s, it doesn’t quite have the high-gloss finish I love, so I added a top-coat to get that glass-like sheen. Longevity is average, a bit of tip wear towards the end of the 2nd day, but it’s not too noticeable thanks to the forgiving shade.
I’m really pleased I picked this Mavala Miami shade up and I may have to start dragging myself into some more spring/summer-like shades!
Anyone have any nail polish “Snob” suggestions for Liloo?