Limecrime, a discussion..

So if it wasn't already apparent how addicted to lipstick I am, I'm going to go into more detail. Specifically with the brand Limecrime.

Despite the fact that this brands popularity seems to be increasing by the hour, not everyone has heard of it. 

And what's particularly strange is that despite its ever growing success, there seems to be a bit of controversy surrounding the founder, who goes by the name Doe Deere. In a world where you have the freedom to broadcast a photo of the socks you wore today, you must be prepared to accept the added spice of drama that comes with it. Everyone has an opinion, and unfortunately it ain't all compliments! 

I'm not here to feed the flames of discussion about Doe Deere and what is the truth (though I know it is out there...) I am here to talk about my favorite accessory: LIPSTICK.

Black Saturday, I purchased my very first limecrime velveteen. The new, ever anticipated Pink Velvet. Why have I never purchased the two reds offered in the velveteen category, you ask? Because I feel like they are exactly the same as the sephora cream lipstains, except pricier. In addition to that, it is very hard for me to justify the purchase of yet ANOTHER red lip color. 

Despite my inability to let my guard down and actually purchase a red velvet or a suedeberry, I HAVE tried them. Both of them. Courtesy of my favorite twin, Miss Ashley Miller. And to the delight of my wallet, it was exactly how I expected it to be... It was a pricier sephora brand cream lipstain. 

So what made me finally cross over and buy one? Well, it is pink. Not red, AND I also scored a Poisonberry for some sweet Black Friday deals! 

singing the praises of Wanelo

In the time that I was recovering from the whole wisdom teeth thing I discovered the wonderful ap that is Wanelo. It stands for Want Need Love, and it is by far the worst and best thing if you like a little bit of internet shopping. It is like a brilliant catalog of everything you could ever possibly hope to buy, you can make different lists, for instance "things that I could never afford" or "dreamy accessories" to help you organize all your material desires. Now be careful with this new ap, it could be very dangerous to ones bank account.. So feel free to download this baby and add me!

The art of getting lost

(Read: losing stuff, a poem, or really a list)

Days of the week, namely. Four wisdom teeth. All the makeup:

MAC lip primer, lip liner, lipsticks.

Generally red. 

Too faced lucky lipstick, made with champagne essence.

Brow pencils.

Eye liner: liquid, pencil, pens.

The naked palette, to be found later, surprisingly sitting in my makeup case.

Stockings: seamed, thigh high, black, ripped, fishnet.

That orange nail polish, glow in the dark.

One of the cat's green eyes, along with our friendship.

Love, simple and sweet.

Love, tumultuous deceit.

Blue hair dye. 

Fifteen other socks.

One pair of too big fake pants.

Assorted parts of my self confidence.

Countless poems written on the back of napkins.

Sketches of clothing.

Doodles of your eyes.

Sight of the future. 

The cap to almost every hair product,

The cap to the glue I use.

Any cap, really.

Glitter nail polish.

Glitter necklace.

Friendship rings.

Virginities, no such thing.

My mind?

Inglot's Gel Liner

Definitely a fan!

inglot's gel liner

Peach Hair!

Most recent color!!

Created with the following:

Slut-Shaming, brought to you by Miley Cyrus

Slut-Shaming, brought to you by Miley Cyrus

If you have any form of social media you have seen everyone's opinion on Miley Cyrus's performance at the MTV Video Music Awards. Before I had even so much as heard of it, a women I follow on instagram had already reposted every possible image she could, and every single “fitspo” (short for fitness inspiration) I follow had her captioned with “WHY I SQUAT.” And I found myself disgusted, but not for the reasons you may think. 

Now. Let's examine the facts... Yes, her costume choice wasn’t all that flattering. True, her performance could have been different. But guess what? It wasn’t. 

To be completely honest, the most I know about Miss Cyrus is the brief mention she gets in the movie Zombieland, when Woody Harrelson and Abigail Breslin’s (whose breakout role was in the blockbuster Little Miss Sunshine) character are arguing about  Hannah Montana, Miley's breakout role. I wouldn’t call myself a fan, but right now I would like to say that I am definitely in her corner.  A very fine line is to be walked when we approach how we judge a young woman’s behavior, and that’s what Miley is, a woman. And I firmly believe that nobody—aside from maybe her doctor—has the right to tell a woman how she should behave.

Women, who are more often referred to as “girls,” are interesting. By the constant praise of the type of girl we should all be trying  to emulate and the continuous belittling of anything that strays from this invented “norm,” society has turned us into something soft and manageable. Just the term “girl” turns us into children, and simply by definition removes both our maturity and power. Stereotypes are hard to break out of, especially when they are blatantly rooted in our basic use of the English language. Miley Cyrus is not acting like the little Hannah Montana “girl" we once knew and that terrifies America. Gosh golly gee, she was imitating sexual acts with a grown man while they were singing.  What's next? A woman chooses to have sex before marriage?? 

Without even trying Cyrus filled America’s hate quota for the month. There is a deep rooted American need right now to focus on why her performance was important. If society doesn’t allow Miley the right to be a woman, this creates a restriction for every female. The reason her performance was allegedly judged so harshly was because it was overly sexualized. Let’s talk about that for a minute. A slut is defined as a person who has casual sex with multiple partners. Generally we are a society that dates multiple people before (or even if) we are married. And when you date, chances are you are going to have sex and if you aren’t, that is entirely your choice, exactly the way having sex is. When you remove all the hate around the word “slut,” the definition is merely a person. A human. A woman or a man.

New lip obsession: Revlon "just bitten kissable balm-stain"

It is no secret that I have more lipsticks than any one person should own for the entirety of his or her life.

I like to say this is because, well, I'm a makeup artist, and a makeup experimentalist, and a beauty blogger. But truthfully, lipsticks just do it for me. 

And currently I feel like I have discovered the perfect summer lipsticks. Well I suppose they are actually "balm stains" but, I digress.

And what makes them even more special? They are drugstore brand! Revlon you lovable brand, you've done it again! So, the Revlon "just bitten kissable balm-stain" you are (currently) the lip love of my life.

They were buy one get one free for a hot second so naturally I already have many. And I would love to acquire more. ALLLL THE BALM-STAINS MWAHAHAHA !!

They also taste minty fresh. And I feel like they are perfect for a casual make out sesh. (Yes, a "make out sesh")

They retail around nine dollars, too, so not too shabby !