Desperate times call for desperate measures as long as beauty's concerned.
That’s what friends are for.
When you think you run the world, but you're blessed with friends who keep you humble.
An open letter to my eyebrows, which won’t grow
Dear eyebrows, why won't you grow? It's really such a trend, you know Bushy glory 'cross my brow I wish someone would tell me how To go back to that fateful day When my mother said you'd go away If I kept plucking like I did It's not fair - I was just a kid!…
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"You'll need a steroid shot," my dermatologist told me over the phone. I'd had a recurring dry patch on my eyelid, which had really started to put a hindrance on my eyeshadow blending. "Can you come in on Wednesday?" "Sure," I said, grateful for some relief. "I've never had a steroid shot before. Is there…
Not a daytime look?
When you're feeling like a sassy trendsetter wearing hot pink eye shadow to the grocery store, and then an old man asks you in the middle of a busy checkout lane if you've been "punched in the eyes."
When someone tells you a story that ends with "...and I said 'I HATE when women wear bold lipstick colors'" while you're wearing the brightest red lipstick you own.