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Ok, maybe I’m a little late hopping on this bandwagon, but I’m about to embrace the Black Lip. The Lip of Death they called in back in ’09 when Luella, YSL and Giles paraded it down the runway in ’09. But dang, it was scary. I wasn’t ready for it back then. I mean, I’ve only started wearing lipstick in the past 3 months. I flirted with a bit of red, then came the neon pink and now it’s time for the true bastion of outré make-up* – black lips. To tell the truth, me and lipstick haven’t really seen eye to eye. I never learned how to ensure longevity with the red, my neon pink Mac lippie went walkabouts after two wears(you can see my piece about neon lips here) and I’ve no idea how I’m going to tackle this black beast.

*For me anyway, the Lipstick Virgin that I am. Read the rest of this entry »

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The title says it all. K I’m not terrible at putting on the aul war paint… But I’m lacking in the skills that give the perfect woosh of eye colour,  the steady hand that sculpts the ultimate liner and that elusive knack of applying layers of slap that stay exactly where they’re applied.

Ever hear that phrase ‘Leave the house like Sex and the City, come home like Fair City…? *nervous laugh* oh yes, that is me, people.

Cue the gals from FashionFace.tv. They’re cracked as crickets but I love them. Sam and Nic are both makeup artists and they put other YouTube tutorials in the shade.

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my precioussssss

Can’t. aaah catch, aaaaah my breath! Because I just got off the phone from the Illamasqua counter in BT2 with the details of their Makeup Amnesty.

All you need to do is bring one piece of old makeup (any type, lipgloss, shadow, whatever!) to their Grafton Street counter and offer it up. But what do you get in return? 25% off their range!* Don’t worry if you’re like me and can’t make it there today… it’s running til 31st July.

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So as we discovered in an earlier post, they call me Lips Mc Ginn. This might somehow imply I have big sumptuous lips or that I have a penchant for the lipstick, but neither are true. My lips are a part of my facial geography that I completely ignore. And I mean completely.

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One spray over the line?

Its June. Officially the summer is here. Someone might want to inform the sun of this however. Summer dresses, short shorts (the only kind) and playsuits are back in. In general: yay, but what does this mean to the average Irish girl? We may have to ditch the thick opaque tights we’ve been wearing under said items all through the winter months and actually bare some flesh. Read the rest of this entry »

Where once I could have gone months without applying so much as a coat of clear polish, I now have reached the stage whereby I feel naked if I leave the house without painting my talons.

Recently I feel fashion is being a bit of a yawn-fest. The catwalks are mildly exciting (not as exciting as I thought A/W ’09 was) but two things have struck me in recent weeks…

One of them is that micro-trends are like flash-in-the-pan moments in history nowadays, rather than being fads that manage to last an entire season (anyone remember jade nails being super on trend for about 47 minutes last September?). But that is an topic for another day.

Second of all… as with hair trends this season, anything goes. (Which is a bit of a cop out, no?) Where nail colour is concerned, no one can really agree on what shade is in. Supposedly matte colours have overshadowed their more sparkly counterparts. Then again, gold and silver is still very big in 2010. It all depends on who you want to listen to.

The deadly thing is though, that you don’t have to listen to anyone and go and do what ever the darn-diddly you want to!

My favourite colour of the summer last year was ‘One Perfect Coral’ by Revlon. Over the winter it evolved into a seasonal and very fun red – ‘Double Decker’ by Rimmel. Also, last spring and summer I was obsessed with Chanel’s oh-so-very rock chick navy shade of ‘Blue Satin’. When we headed into the winter months (and in keeping with matte trend), that evolved into ‘Smoke Signal’ by Boots 17. Also I think you can never go wrong with a spot of hot pink, so my choice for the last few years has been ‘Pink Punk’ by Models Own.

Now, out of all these brands, I have to say my favourite all rounder has been the Rimmel nail varnishes. The brush is fantastic so application is a doddle and the consistency of the polish has been fantastic meaning it didnt turn goopy even towards the end of the bottle. When I bought the Chanel varnish, the sales assistant told me that Chanel nail varnish will never go off so long as you keep it away from sunlight and heat. Even before I had a chance to road test its longevity, it had disappointed me on its brush inadequacy. Almost a year later, I find fault with said SA’s claim. It’s quite thick now in consistency and I find myself wondering should I be adding in a drop of nail varnish remover to try and get it more fluid again. In saying that, the shade rocks. There were many imitators, but the original Blue Satin was the ultimate almost-black-but-not-black colour.

I should also add that I have shocking nails. They are the flimsiest of anybody’s I know. They chip, they peel, they split. They do everything that would wreck someone’s head. Because they’re in such bad condition, even the most bulletproof polish on the market would chip on my nails within a few hours.

This has its advantages though. It means I can purchase the cheapest polishes on the market. Seeing as a long-lasting finish isn’t the priority (because that will never happen), it means all I have to do is base my choice on what colour I like best. (I’d never go as cheap as the Miss Sporty bottles though. They’re beyond crap. Avoid!)

So since we’re here, I may as well tell you that the nearest thing to a nail colour trend that will carry you up to the summer months is that of the matte and mute. Essie are doing a range that go from bridal pink to a mushroom brown colour. And hot on their heels is Chanel with their offering.

Whether you follow the trends or flout them with a profane sense of meh, all that’s left to ask is… how do you eat yours?

are you sick of ripped abs and chiseled jaws and piercing stares and preppy dress and sunny dispositions? gleaming teeth and hairless chests? clean lines and prissy personalities? im talking about the image of the ‘perfect man’ that is projected throughout the modeling, advertising and acting worlds. of course there are exceptions – vincent cassel, javier bardem and steve buscemi among them (the latter may be a personal preference) but on the whole the media is saturated with these sanitized versions of man. well a german model agency, based in cologne, has retaliated against this homogeneity and is promoting men (and women) with ‘poetic’ looks,  people with a ‘natural energy and warmth’. the agency is called nine daughters and a stereo, and were recently featured in dazed digital, conducting a shoot with the ‘wild’ men of cologne.they are imperfect perfect, flawless but flawed – pierced, unkempt, crooked, pale, awkward, individual and unique.

i have finally figured out the snappery-whizzery-pressery-bobbery thing that is the digital camera (did i ever mention i studied photography for 3 years in college? i immediately eradicated that part of my memory space on account of a beastly lecturer and a complete aversion to photoshop. the endless hours wasting away over a cropped selection, the spinning ball of death, and don’t get me started on layers…) now i just press and snap and the only function i know is the glaring, bleaching, anger of the flash. great for sandblasting out ruddy complexions and bloodshot eyes. anywaaaaaaaaaaay, it means i am in the first flush of excitement whereby i take pictures of anything and everything. and lucky for you dear reader, i am sharing these glorious snaps with you. i might branch out into family portraits next year. or travel destinations. nothing more riveting then looking through blurred shots of rock formations in places you haven’t been to, with people you don’t care about.

so below you can witness my foray into neon orange nail varnish. i still love it. it’s very…present. like you can’t miss it, it’s always there, like a beacon at sea, or a road sign. especially when partnered with my knuckleduster (that be the blurred part of this shot, but i’m sure you get the drift) and my topshop diamond collection (people keep asking me about them; almost in awe – they cost me a tenner and remind me of barn-brack plastic rings, but i’m obviously working it somehow). beneath that again you can see my secret santa clutch present – i am the beneficiary, and it has already been put to good use. i paraded it out about the town on friday night and found it to be ample in size, light in weight and damn sexy.

obnoxiously neon orange nails

obnoxiously dirty tabletop counter. and new clutch.

got some citrus sharp orange nail varnish….been hankering after some neon for a while. debuting it in the office…colleagues a little perturbed. i think it offers a little sparkle in an otherwise grey world.
it does seem to be growing more effervescent by the minute. i sense that staring too long at my nails might induce a headache.

feeling a little overwhelmed and to be quite frank, a little abused by the vicious wheel of fashion. sometimes you get suckered in without realising…consumed by the rapidly regenerating trend cycle of things You Simply Must Have only to realise that the new item of cherished clothing Simply Won’t Do anymore. all in the space of a week. thoughts are a little raw on this…i feel like i’m trying to escape an abusive relationship, and so a more developed rant will be coming soon.

in other general musings, i am interested to see how jedward will be styled and shot for the cover of dazed and confused, i’m excited about my upcoming penneys binge this wednesday, i’m conflicted over whether to buy a cruella de ville style faux fur jacket and finally i’m wondering if it is really superficial to be writing about fashion when we are at the brink of global warming disaster? perhaps that is why i’m feeling so uninspired on the blog front at the moment.

I think it’s time to reintroduce the power of the line. The eye-line. It’s so easy to revert to (make-up) type – mine is smouldering grey/black with lots of mascara; for others it’s the matte red lip, playful fake lashes, or a trusted brown palette. Well I personally am gonna shake some crazy right all over my face – starting with the Power-Line – observe Rihanna on the front of Weekend magazine…just a wink of cheeky pink under the bottom lashes and POW – sex on a pink stick. L.AM.B – make up range by Gwen Stefani, executed an electrifying bolt of neon yellow and brimstone red on a bare canvas for the Spring/Summer 2010 show. Perhaps the theme is really neon? Style magazine did a feature on gold last week – but this was no ordinary gold. Neon orange provided the backdrop for a gritty, golden veil – putting an edge into the usual razzle-dazzle.

Rihanna working a lick of pinkRihanna working a lick of pink

Neon smoulder

Danger Danger – High Voltage

Fire in the Disco!

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