Drawing on your face? What ARE you talking about? - You may be thinking loudly at me through your computer screen.
I, of course, mean putting makeup on.
I've not been drawing on my face with pens...much...
Putting on makeup is the female (generally - boo, repressed, strict gender roles), adult equivalent of drawing on your arms. Which is funny because on a daily basis I wear very little makeup. Not only because I'm lazy and don't care enough to get up earlier but because I have this weird thing where I only consider myself as attractive as I can be with minimal intervention. By this I mean that I feel hideous if I don't look passable sans hairstyle and makeup. Totally makes sense....And isn't a cycle of self-blame and disgust. Heh. I'm fine, seriously...But, basically, my wearing makeup generally means I was bored or procrastinating or both. If you meet me dolled up you can assume this to be the case.
The other day I caught myself unable to watch an entire episode of Dark Angel (despite the gorgeousness of early 2000s Jessica Alba and my loving the show) without needing to do something else at the same time. So, I started putting on makeup. Mostly I was playing around with eyeshadow which I normally never wear.
The following is the result of that evening. The above was just me being self-indulgent. Enjoy.
Graphic cateye + peachy lips
Products:
Same once again except:
IsaDora eyeshadow repeated with only the white shadow used
Seventeen Superlash! liner in Black
Topshop Lip Bullet in Joyride
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Heh, I totes know about makeup and shit...
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