It's no secret I'm a bright lips kinda girl. I would throw on that bright fuschia/red regardless rain or shine, sundress or heavy winter scarf. But this year, I've been bitten by the dark lipstick bug and can't seem to shake it any time soon. Dark lips are scary, let's admit that. You could do what I did and dive in head first with an opaque bold colour, or you could do what normal and sane people do and ease into it.
The nipping weather we've had here in London the past week has made it clear: summer has come and gone, blanket season has now taken over. It's the time of year where I start blasting Taylor Swift's Red album as I walk into Starbucks and resist ordering a Pumpkin Spice Latte because well, it's the seasonal drink but tastes awfully vile. I know, I probably just got myself outcasted from the blogging world. Again. Anywho. While I'm not entirely a seasonal person, there are certain shades that tend to slip into my makeup routine come autumn.
Let's talk the term 'soulmate' here. I recently had a discussion with a friend and realised just why I'm always irritated by that term. When people talk about 'soulmates', they talk about a pair made in heaven. Here's where it starts irritating me, 'a pair made in heaven' and 'soulmates' these are both terms that downplay the effort put into building a relationship. The term 'soulmate' seems to imply that everything will be solved with a click of the finger, or that things will work out even if you don't put any effort into it. Because it was 'made in heaven' and 'supposed to be'. I don't know.
But rant aside, there are duos that go really well when used hand in hand, and dare I say it? The perfect pair.
So guess who's done some shopping lately? I call it a post-dissertation celebration. Or a treat yourself. But I much prefer the former as it feels like I've justified the plunge in my bank account. It's also been a while since I properly sat down and played with makeup. Put the two together, and it was only natural that this post was conceived.
I'm sure this is true to a lot of makeup hoarders out there - you go and buy a new lipstick/eyeshadow, only to go home and realise you own a collection of the same shade. Sure, there are different finishes, packaging and so forth; but at the same time, you feel guilty for spending an accumulated amount of money on colours that look the same to any sane person. I was sorting through my lipstick collection some time back and well, it's clear that I gravitate towards certain colours.
For once, it didn't seem like the month flew by. Stuck in the library basement, drowning myself in coffee while researching and writing about death is something that I'm almost sad to say goodbye to. It's nice to finally put the last edit on my dissertation and print it out, but at the same time, I'm really going to miss the research and writing as I genuinely enjoyed it. I know, we've already established I'm a nerd yonks ago.
Anyway, makeup has not been top of my agenda the past month. I've mainly been sticking to a 10-minute routine as I've rationed most of my morning prep time to spend on the six snooze buttons. The fail-proof makeup routine I've had included some solid favourites, and a newish hype I finally caved in to.