I never know how to take photos of eye looks. Someone teach me. I've been wearing more of a bold lip lately, but when I attended a Christmas Party last week, I decided that the continuing glasses of wine would probably be better off if I wore a lower maintenance lip paired with a smoky eye. I'll leave out the details, but let's just say that I sent out a couple of apologetic texts the next morning. It wasn't particularly shameful, it was just...cringe-worthy texts that might have left the reciprocant full of question marks and more. One of them involved octopuses and penguins.

I was never really into sharp liners. I liked the smudgable pencils, the hazier the look, the more soft and sexy it was, the more I liked the look. And then as always, I suddenly changed my mind one day and decided that flicked liner was going to be my thing. 

Other than the one time I had my bangs (or fringe) chemically permed stick straight (terrible mistake), I've had naturally wavy hair ever since puberty kicked in. It's happened several too many times - my hairdresser would spend ages blowdrying my hair, I'd go outside and ten minutes later, it's the wavy mess that it was before. My hair is just about as stubborn as I am. 

I'd like to think I'm a person that makes up my mind fairly quick. And that's usually the case, I'll be the one that's impatiently ticking their fingers as I wait for the rest of the party make up their mind on which burger they're going for. But while I make a lot of big life decisions in a throwing my hands up in the air 'ugh, f*ck it' kinda attitude, I've been known to torture my friends as I've umm-ed and ahh-ed over things for the longest time. The same goes to makeup products, I can usually make up my mind on if I'm adoring the product or not quite soon and stick to it. But then there are the ones that I'm teetering on the fence over. 

For some reason, a lot of my friends are red people. Red shoes, red blazers, red lipsticks, red shoes...you name it and I can give you a friend that has it. But I've never been a red person - the closest I've been to a red person was in my teenage years when I had the shortest fuse and would see red all the time. However, maybe from the influence of my red friends, I've been warming up to the colour. 

Neutrals work. That's why 95% of my overflowing eyeshadow collection could write up its own 50 Shades. And then there's the remaining 5% - other than an embarrassing collection of bright blue eyeshadows carried over from my younger days, the rest is composed of the coloured neutrals. You know, those colours that aren't the typical browns and taupes, the muted rainbow children, if I may. 

Neutral palettes are about as new as the Lord of the Rings trilogy but despite that, I still always get excited when someone proposes a Tolkien marathon - just like how a good neutral palette will always make my heart flutter. With the bajillion neutral palettes out there, many have come and gone through my collection, while only few have stayed. With the Urban Decay Naked Basics as the queen of the batch, I didn't think any palette would come close to usurping its regime. And then the Too Faced Natural Eyes Palette (£32) made its dramatic entrance. 

It's not often I repurchase things. Or in the rare case I do, it's even more rare that I actually use the things I've repurchased. Call it being restless and curious. Or flimsy, depends on which side of the coin you're looking at. But over the summer, I've finished up a couple of things and surprisingly, bought the duplicate of the deceased (wut). There are times when you should shut up and try to be normal, Daphne. 

[top to bottom: Revlon Complex | Bobbi Brown Peach Sorbet | MAC Peach Blossom | L'Oreal Peachy Brown | Chanel Boy]

Not too long ago, I shared the story of how I was forced into the world of peachy nude lipsticks. For those of you that missed it, long story short, my mum thought all my bold coloured lipsticks screamed MANEATER too loud and hence, dragged me to a makeup counter to put a 'friendly' option in my collection.