layout change!
I bought a new eyeshadow palette from Sportsgirl for 10 bucks, and a shimmer stick, also from SG, also for 10 bucks.
the palette has four different shades of bronze/brown, ranging from a dark mocha tone to a light champagne colour.
I had to get it as soon as I saw it, I mean really, it was dirt cheap, all the shades suited my skin tone and current neutral, minimalist mood.
there was this adorable make-up artist in the cosmetics section who offered to show me how to use it.
so she sat me down, and cheerfully babbling away all the while, she dabbed come colour on my eyes with the thinnest eyeshadow brush I'd ever seen.
she lined my top lids with glittering black-and-gold eyeliner. I was really pleased when she complimented me on how I had applied my staple liquid eyeliner to my bottom lids.
anyway, when I glanced into a mirror after she was content with what she had done to my face; it was really quite amazing.
I just wasn't too fond of the black-and-gold glitter thing on my eyelids, but of course, thats me in my whole nude/natural makeup phase.
what I loved though, was when she pulled out this shimmer stick thing, and dragged it down my cheekbones.
I don't use blush, because I think it looks strange when there's this sudden rash of pink across my cheeks, especially with my skin tone.
but I literally pounced on this product (Sportsgirl Cheekmate) when I saw how it looked on my skin tone.
there are two shades of this shimmer stick, and obviously I opted for the darker one.
however, its not that dark, its merely bronzy-ish and has pale pink undertones to it.
you're supposed to blend it on as you do a blush.
the shimmer stick is more creamy though, and much easier to blend across the facial features.
I love it though, because though it doesn't give me the pinkish sort of effect that an ordinary blush/cheek stain would, it adds radiance and glow to the apples of my cheeks, with a hint of a golden shimmer.
I prefer it over any other blush I've ever used.
I've been thinking.
its my eighteenth birthday this year, and traditionally, an eighteenth birthday marks the official passing from childhood to adulthood.
this usually means parents giving the new eighteen-year-old pretty fancy presents.
mikella waltzed into my room the other day with an array of Tiffany's jewellery that she was looking up online; and asked me my opinion of all the pieces she had shortlisted.
I gave her my due opinion, then asked her why she as looking up Tiffany's, of all things.
she replied that for her 18th, her mother had agreed to buy her something from Tiffany's. any piece she wanted, her mother would get.
my jaw dropped.
Tiffany's for her eighteenth?!
just... whoa.
but it got me wondering what I myself would actually like for my eighteenth.
the only thing I could come up with was M.A.C. makeup and a macro lens for my camera.
the makeup I can sort of buy without even needing to ask for it as a present.
the camera lens has already been promised to me without me needing to request it for my birthday.
hence, I have come to the saddening, yet somehow admirable conclusion that;
I don't want anything for my eighteenth.
strange.
but I feel like they'd be spending so much already for my seminars, and for my formal and all that.
I don't need or want anything else.
when my parents hear this, they'd probably faint with relief and astonishment.
