I’m tempting fate whenever I wear lipstick with white clothes, but I like to live on the edge, mwahahahaha!
I’ve been all about the Chanel Rouge Allure Ink liquid lipsticks ($38 each), man. They came out a few years back, and they’re still a fixture in the permanent collection. Thank goodness for that, too, because there’s really nothing else quite like them. They’re like a shy first kiss…and you can crack as many cheesy smiles with them as you want, because the creamy, pigmented formula stays smooth for hours.
A long-lasting liquid lipstick with a smooth texture that glides on like a gloss and sets with a luminous, velvet-like finish.
Polymers, waxes and plant oils smooth and nourish lips, while Jojoba Oil and a unique anti-oxidant complex offer hydration and protective benefits. The applicator tip allows for comfortable and easy application. In a provocative range of red-tint shades, from tart pink to deep brown-noir.
HOW TO APPLY
Define lip contours then fill in with colour.
The soft velvet matte finish is also softer and less “aggro” than your typical liquid lippie, which I think makes them perfect for casual summer makeup. Lately, I’ve been bouncing between warm pink Amoureaux and two bright reds — berry red Luxuriant and bluish red Choquant. There are 20 colors to choose from, and I want all of ’em.
Hey, Mr. D.J.!
Science really needs to figure out how to tap into the part of the brain that can remember song lyrics from 20 years ago with startling clarity, because when Connor and I were at DSW the other day, Hey Mr. DJ started playing over the store speakers, and I was singing along without skipping a beat.
Remember when the first few bars of this song would play in the club and everyone would lose their damn mind?? In the alternate reality that is the musical version of my life, everyone in the DSW would have dropped whatever shoes they were trying on and danced in the aisles, ha ha ha!
Speaking of blasts from the past…
I spotted ube ice cream in the frozen section at TJ’s last week!
Ube, also known as taro root, is a purple yam (Hawaiians make poi out of it), and when I was growing up, my parents would buy ube ice cream for us at the small Filipino grocery store in our town… I think it tastes like a combination of vanilla and cashews. The taste of my childhood!
Some ube ice creams are sweeter than others, and the Trader Joe’s one isn’t as sweet as some, which I like. I paced myself and ate the pint over the course of three days, but I could’ve easily finished it in one sitting with a spoon and a Reese Witherspoon movie.
Somebody call out the trumpets, because I’m on my way to accomplishing my life goal of watching every Reese Witherspoon movie ever made. There are the ones I can watch over and over again (Legally Blonde, The Man in the Moon) and then the ones like Home Again, a silly (but watchable) movie about a divorced mom of two girls who’s starting her life over in Los Angeles.
I didn’t know anything about this movie going into it, and I wanted to like it because I’m all for a 40-something hottie getting her groove on with a hunky younger dude, but there was something very off about the characters… I just didn’t believe any of them would actually say the things they did.
Nevertheless, it’s still watchable if you want something that requires absolutely no brain power. Save it for a lazy Sunday afternoon.
Your friendly neighborhood beauty addict,