the state of female double standards: Beyoncé’s L’Oréal pictures

It’s so hard to escape the trending columns this week, with so much showbizzy goodness to distract us from social and political monopolisation. Just to clarify: I’m totally team Amber Rose in the Muva vs. Khloe Kardash spat; there’s no escaping that Tyga should probably be helping out with his baby mama and not getting stuck into a 17 year old, but that’s just my opinion. Continue reading “the state of female double standards: Beyoncé’s L’Oréal pictures”

a celebration of glorious makeup

The evolution of my makeup skills has been slow and painful. There were the days that a slick of mascara and some finger-applied foundation were all I donned for a night out:

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Peace, man.

The black-eyed metal rocker eye-makeup overload I-want-to-be-Taylor-Momsen phase (nailed it):

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sudocrem is life

So I know its a bit of a revolting subject, but I suffer pretty badly from rank skin. Last year, around September time, my body decided to go into meltdown just in time for my final year of uni (cheers) and I developed an awful skin condition which still goes undiagnosed by the so-called professionals of various doctors surgeries/walk-ins in Sheffield. Continue reading “sudocrem is life”