Showing posts with label Coty. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Coty. Show all posts

Monday, August 22, 2022

Bric-a-Brac Snacks




Taking so many pictures of my crafts, clothes, and accessories has trained my eye to snap -- well, almost everything.  Which is how I got these pics of my makeup tray, the great outdoors, and books in my dining room.  Besides being cute and colorful (I can say that about my own stuff, right?), they also show some changes that I've made during the quarantine.  

For starters, my makeup collection (and I know I've mentioned this before) used to consist of just the essentials.  But having more time for face painting made me realize that I could -- and should! -- include more colors.  Plus, the extra products make for a cheerful presentation against the yellow tray. 

As for the hardbacks on my china cabinet, they came from the overflow in the living room.  Finding homes for all my books remains a challenge, so I feel psyched whenever I can cram them in some up-to-now-overlooked place.  Then again, I always wanted to have books in every room of the house.  So here's to living that dream!  

And finally, the middle pic . . . yeah, that was a barrette shot reject.  Or so I thought.  But the trees and sky were so striking that I decided to use it somewhere else.  

And it turns out that that somewhere is this island of misfit joys.     

Tuesday, January 19, 2021

Complexion Confection: Matte as a Pancake

Shoes: Chase & Chloe, Zulily

I was going through my shoes the other day when I found these spectator T-straps and thought, Oh, they look like pancakes.  No, there isn't a different color for each foot (because I'm not Helena Bonham Carter; although that would be badass, wouldn't it?); I have two pairs, one yellow and one tan.  But together they reminded me of butter and maple syrup and made me miss the days when you could go out to brunch without fear of catching, not just ptomaine from a gross griddle grill, but the plague.  Yet they didn't make me miss it enough to make breakfast (let's not get crazy now).  Instead, they inspired me to unearth my old Fabulous Felt Pancakes barrette and build a new outfit around it.  

Fabulous Felt Pancakes Barrette

This barrette, as you may recall, started an argument between a mother and son (hashtag barrette brawl) in A.C. Moore back before that store became just another brick and mortar casualty and, consequently, a playground for rats.  Their dialogue went something like this:  Mom: "They're flowers!"  Son: "No, they're pancakes!"  Mom: "They're flowers!  Me (but only after they asked for my intervention): "They're pancakes."  Insert self-deprecating smile.  

Anyway, this sweater is one of my favorites (so cozy and yellow!), and the scarf all but screams Hershey's Kisses. 

Shoes: Worthington, JCPenney

Clockwise (starting with amber): Cloud Nine, Ocean City; B Fabulous; Mixit, JCPenney; Target; So, Kohl's

Sweater: LC Lauren Conrad, Kohl's

Skirt: Arizona Jeans, JCPenney

Breakfast pancakes, by the way, make me think of the other kind of pancake (lots of trains of thought going off the rails here), namely pancake makeup.  And the very best pancake powder on the market is Coty Airspun.  I've been wearing it since high school (except for a brief period when my stuck-up sophomore self would cover my zits with only Elizabeth Arden), and it's never steered me wrong.  Although light and airy (it's right there in the name: airspun), it provides incredible coverage, concealing blemishes so that my skin looks as matte and flat as, well, a pancake.  But then, Coty knows what it's doing.  The company's been cranking out this miracle makeup since 1935.  The big powder puffs on the canister even mimic those on the original cardboard packaging.  Which is so glam and retro.  And also kind of endearing.   

So, the next time I go out for a big stack of buttery pancakes, even if it's forever and a day from now on account of COVID, I'll be wearing a thick coat of this precious powder.  (Also, probably a colorful winter coat, but that's less relevant.)  

Because as many a wise and vain person has said, it's better to have pancake on your face than egg.