Here is a statement that will shock you to your very core: I love clothes. I love looking at them, shopping for them, buying them, and yes, even wearing them. I just am really a very typical girl in that way. Fashion is one of my (many) passions! I mean, I basically started this whole series just so I have an excuse to take pictures of my clothes. I love fashion and I’ve got the store receipts and backlog of Vogues to prove it.
There is, however, something that I love more than playing dress up, buying new clothing (especially now that I actually sometimes like how I look in them!), and generally ogling designer duds that I will never, ever, ever be able to afford. Makeup. I love how it can transform us, perfect us, and allow us to express ourselves in endless ways. My sister is often bewildered at my intense passion for putting tons of crap on my face, since I definitely didn’t learn it from her. In fact, beyond her high school fashionista days of wearing dark lipliner with light lipstick (hey, it was the 90s!), she doesn’t really wear makeup at all. I just got her to start regularly wearing mascara!
To be fair, I don’t actually wear a ton of makeup every day either. It’s very rare that I’ll put on my full face (foundation and all that jazz), since I’ve been blessed with relatively clear skin for most of my life (except, of course, when I need to take super close-up shots of my face, sigh). But I do my eyes up almost every single day, and in general I just love the possibilities that makeup provides. You can go from doe-eyed beauty to sultry vixen to glamorous rockstar all with just a few brush strokes. And as I’m sure the saleswomen at Sephora can attest, I take this particular passion of mine quite seriously.
Doing Ashley’s makeup at HLS (photo from Theodora)
I think that in another life (or maybe still in this one!) I’d be a makeup artist. I love doing my friends’ makeup for them, and will actually be putting my skills to the test at Anne’s wedding in October when I do the makeup for her bridal party (one of whom is my sister, so I guess that doesn’t really count).
Even with my self-proclaimed love for making myself up, however, I still have my hangups. I’m really not much of a lipstick gal. In fact, before this year, I never regularly wore anything on my lips aside from the occasional gloss. I’m now trying to branch out and try different things: stains, lipsticks, and the like (thank goodness for BirchBox!) but I’m still a bit shy when it comes to bold lip looks. With one exception, of course.
The red lip.
I have got a serious ladyboner for red lips. I don’t know if it’s because of my not-so-secret desire to have been born in the 1950s or simply my devotion to the the originator of fabulousness herself — Marilyn Monroe — but I just love it. Like, in an I-am-going-to-rock-a-red-lip-on-my-wedding-day way.
While I used to confine the red lip to nights out with my manfriend or a particularly fancy event, I’ve recently come to the realization that iconic glamour like this knows no boundaries. I wore a daytime red lip to work yesterday and got tons of compliments. When wearing such a bold lip, I keep my eyes super-dee-duper minimal. So I’m bringing this particular look right to you, in both daytime- and nighttime-appropriate looks:
Since this is a rather picture-heavy post, and I’d like to save myself the humiliation of having endless photos of MYFACE! on the front page of the blog all weekend long, simply click past the jump to see more!