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crosseyedcricketart · 7 months ago

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Sephora 2024 Spring Sale

The spring Sephora sale is upon us! This one is always fun for me since my birthday tends to fall in this sale, so I get a sale and a birthday present for me. So, this is my own little wishlist I have for Sephora, and what I’d really like to get during this sale.

my little wishlist:

saie,

dew blush liquid blush in spicy, baby, chilly

sun melt natural cream bronzer in fair bronze

slip tint concealer in 1

glow sculpt cream highlighting blush in pink glow

slip tint tinted moisturizer in 1

glossybounce lip gloss oil in bounce, push, dip

merit,

flush balm cream blush in rouge, stockholm

the minimalist complexion stick in silk

bronze balm bronzer

signature lip satin lipstick in millennial, l’avenue, 1990

signature lip matte lipstick in vermillion, power, maison, classic

day glow dewy highlight in cava

shade slick tinted lip oil in sangria, pink beet, falcon, taupe, bel air

I have really been wanting to try out merit and saie beauty recently; I have absolutely loved their branding and philosophies so it’s only a matter of time before i get some of their products for myself. I am someone who doesn’t really like traveling with powder products since they are more likely to shatter; i’d rather have cream products, where even if they break, i can use them in a different container instead of having powder everywhere. All of these formulas are creams or liquids that are perfect for me to travel with. Plus, all of these products would be what I would reach for when I wanted a little pick me up, not so much full glam full cover makeup. I think the last time I did that was for my high school senior pictures. Because I was being professionally photographed.

I do have a larger beauty wishlist, but these are my want-wants, really, as opposed to what i would like to try and use daily.

makeup

yves saint laurent couture mini clutch eyeshadow palette in 100, 400

rare beauty soft pinch luminous powder blush in happy

rare beauty positive light silky touch highlighter in enlighten

tom ford eye color quad in nude dip, rose topaz, sous le sable

tom ford shade and illuminate contour duo in 0.5 intensity

tom ford eye defining pen eyeliner

huda beauty creamy obsessions eyeshadow palette in natural brown

patrick ta major headlines blush duo in just enough

patrick ta major dimension III matte eyeshadow palette

huda beauty rose quartz eyeshadow palette

mango people dewy glow cream highlighter

mango people cream blush & lip stick in cherry

tower 28 all-over hydrating concealer

natasha denona my mini dream eyeshadow palette

tower 28 shineOn lip jelly gloss in xoxo

natasha Denona glam eyeshadow palette

skincare

alpyn beauty super peptide & ghostberry moisturizer

farmacy lip smoothie lip balm

saint jane beauty luxury sun ritual sunscreen

mara sea silk lip balm

mara algae + moringa sea sculpt body oil

chia + moringa algae enzyme cleansing oil

mara seadream crème moisturizer

soft services speed soak gel body moisturizer

soft services buffing bar exfoliating body bar

soft services carea cream moisturizing + softening body lotion

merit great skin instant glow serum

oui the people hydrating body oil in orange blossom

summer fridays rich cushion cream moisturizer

Most of my skincare wants are just more rich moisturizers. I tend to have dry skin, unless it’s peak summer when it feels like I’m in a rice cooker, since that is super humid.

No matter how much I love beauty products, I do not wish to have the 2016 makeup collections, where there is so much that it is useless. If I ever get there in my career, I fully intend to give that surplus to someone who could use the bulk of it, like a makeup artist. I don’t know if I’ll ever get there, but I know I don’t want 80 foundations just rolling around in a drawer. That goes for skincare too; I do not want the skincare tiktoker collection that will expire in 6 months. I think, in a small thought, the best way to actually review that much product without wasting it would be to keep notes on the different products and how they worked, and how they compare to other products as a frame of reference, then use the product. I know for me that if I really need to use a skincare product before it goes bad, I’ll use it on my body. But that also would take more effort than a lot of people want to put into something, and I’m aware of that.

That is my little Sephora round up here for this spring and summer, and if you’d like, you can share with me what you’re looking at for this sale, or what you’re not looking at. Knowing me, I’ll end up just getting two products from this sale.

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chuuguins · 3 years ago

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good morning !! a lil delayed but stilllll 🌸 i tried (some of) my rare beauty stuff this morning n i love it sm omg !! i bought three blushes so i only tried one of them but i tried the liquid highlighter, one of the liquid blushes & a liquid shadow. i'm legit obsessed w all of them slkdsfs the liquid highlight is magical and looks like sunshine ☀️the liquid blush is like....ridiculously pigmented but so fucking pretty and the pigmentation kinda worked for me bc i actually find i always overblend my blush and i blended it the perfect amount so !! aaaand the liquid shadow is so good!! it's matte and so easy to blend. like, it doesn't dry down right away so u have enough time and it just looks beautiful and soft on ur eyes?? then it dries down so apparently it doesn't crease but ig i'll find that out bc my eyelids crease like a bitch sooo !! i have two more blushes to try, another liquid and one of the melting cream ones. miiiight buy the glossy lip balm too bc i kinda wanna match the set (i have the nearly apricot blush + eyeshadow soo) but yeahhh !!! this has been ur rare beauty review from ur local makeup obsessed luna ��

#luna.txt #also kit says the lipsticks are amazing #if anyone was curious #the liquid blush colour i used was joy n the highlight was enlighten #i'm so happy i could finally try themmmmmm

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honeymoonjin · 6 years ago

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pasta la vista

In which you, a food critic, wonders how the hell Kim Seokjin manages to stay in business considering how horrendous his food seems to be. 2.3k words.

A/N: I’ve been holding off on writing a Jin one-shot for a while, because he’s my bias and I really wanted to get it right, but this is probably my favorite one-shot so far. Tell me what you think!

Everybody loved a failure. Your scathing reviews on abysmal meals and grimy plates got far better traffic than anything positive you had to say about exciting flavor combinations and wonderful service.

At one point in time, you had selfishly decided to chase that coin, and thus your blog changed to The Idiot Sandwiches of Seoul (who could toss up a good Gordon Ramsey reference?) and your mission became to seek out the worst restaurants in the city.

Recently, you had been going to one restaurant multiple times, and you were getting a little concerned that Pasta la Vista was still in business.

The owner, a Mister Kim Seokjin, was a complete conundrum to you. You had been to his restaurant when it opened in 2015, and a couple times in the following years, and only had a few critiques, but it seemed that although his yelp reviews were still as immaculate as ever, the food quality and overall dining experience had taken a complete nosedive only a few months after your blog changed over.

You weren’t complaining, since your reviews of his place were some of the most popular on your site, prompting you to create a sub-series titled ‘What Is He Even Doing Back There?’ which focused entirely on reviewing every item on his constantly-changing menu.

That was another thing; he treated almost every dish on the menu like it was the daily special, re-printing menus every other week, far more than could be economically advisable.

Today you were back in the brightly decorated restaurant to try out his new-fangled three-course meal. You had gotten an anonymous comment on your most recent blog post from an account called ‘worldwidehandsome6969’ saying that it was the worst thing they had ever tasted. Likely an exaggeration, as the nature of your blog attracted a lot of whiners and complainers, but if it would pay your rent for another month, then so be it.

The building itself was in a rather wealthy part of town, but more so the hipster side than the old-money areas. The walls were covered in bright patterns and the chairs and tables were glossy white plastic.

The kitchen was quite visible from the main dining area; in fact, he had designed it so that instead of a solid wall, it was glass from the bench-height up. If you picked the right seat, one against the wall but near the center of the room lengthways, you could get a good look of the head chef himself, basically bouncing off the walls as he checked on all the other cooks, threw spices into pots like that old meme, wiggled happily as steaks sizzled on the grill.

One thing you always made sure to include in your reviews was just how happy he was. You could admire that, and you wanted your readers to not write him off as some oblivious rich kid throwing money at the Titanic. It was clear this business of his was somehow in the black, judging by how busy it was every time you came, so good on him for living his dream.

Still, you didn’t understand how content all the other customers seemed to be. After putting your order in for the three-course meal, it was only ten or so minutes before a dish came out.

It was a classic gazpacho with some crusty sliced bread on the side, but what gave you pause was the wobbly smiley face drawn in piles of chili powder on the surface of the cold soup. “Are you serious,” you whisper under your breath, chancing a look up at the kitchen.

You lock eyes with Kim Seokjin, who is beaming over at your table, but looks back down at the fish he’s seasoning when you catch him staring.

Even after he looks away, he has an odd smile on his face. You sigh and pick up your soup spoon. If there was one thing you did always love about coming here, it was how he managed to surprise you every time.

The surface tension of the soup holds enough to keep the powder on top right until the point that you go to delicately scoop off the chili powder. The moment the edge of the spoon breaks through, the powder around it goes sinking into the red depths of the gazpacho. You curse under your breath, giving up and just stirring it in as best you can.

If he wanted to give his customers a cardiac arrest’s worth of chili powder as decoration, he could deal with the feedback you’d give on his childish antics.

The cold soup was hot with spice and, as you expected, you barely got three mouthfuls down. You couldn’t taste a single thing around the burning of your tongue, but you had the feeling that the soup itself actually wasn’t that bad. It was a shame.

A waitress asked you how you wanted your steak cooked, to which you of course said medium rare, but when your mostly-full bowl of soup was taken away and the main brought out, there wasn’t a hint of pink left.

It was closer to concrete than it was a fine cut of sirloin, and he had again presented you with the smiley face motif, this time actually cut into the meat with a knife of some sort, clearly after he had done all but cremating it, and you flipped it over gingerly with your fork and knife only to see the same on the other side.

The vegetables accompanying the meat were, like most things you ate here, an absolute atrocity. There was some broccoli and cauliflower split into the smallest of flowers, so that they littered the bottom of your plate and fell through the tines of your fork when you went to scoop them up.

Worst of all was the entire carrot that was lain parallel to the meat, so large that it hung over the rim of the plate. Confused out of your mind, you stare dumbfoundedly into the kitchen, seeking out the man that thought this was an acceptable meal.

He was bent over the industrial oven, one hand holding onto the handle for support, the other clutching at his stomach. He had tears coming from his eyes, actual tears, and when a waiter pushed through the double doors and into the restaurant, for a second or two you heard the squeaky peals of his hysteric laughter, before they were cut off again as the doors swung shut.

A couple of guests heard the abrupt noise and glanced around the restaurant, but you were too busy watching the chef laugh so hard his tall hat fell off his head.

What the fuck was going on?

You ate enough of the steak and the odd selection of vegetables to form a solid basis for your review, then hailed a waitress to take your plate away.

Your stomach growled as you waited, but you dreaded the arrival of the dessert. Kim Seokjin had calmed himself down enough to go back to reading over tickets and calling out orders, and you hoped to god that it was tolerable enough that you could actually eat it.

The wait took a little longer than normal, so you slipped out your phone to begin typing away in your notes app, ready to capture your thoughts in the heat of the moment.

“He can be called a chef just about as much as you can call a man driving off a cliff a pilot. It would seem he was completely apathetical to the culinary profession, were it not for the complete joy I could see on his face when he saw I had received the dishes. I continue to be confounded by the total contrast between my experience and what others have-”

“The dark chocolate and raspberry cheesecake, ma’am. Please enjoy.”

You stuff your phone back into your pocket and do a double take at the dessert. It’s nothing like you expected, and while you haven’t tasted it yet, you suspect that will surprise you, too.

A velvety-looking slice of cheesecake is what greets you. You can see just by looking at the texture of the cut that it’s so light that it would probably just melt in your mouth, and a small ramekin of vanilla ice-cream sits as a perfect little scoop beside it. What gives you the most pause, however, is the vibrant raspberry coulis that’s been poured out in a little love heart on the side of the plate.

You hurriedly take your cake fork and slice off the inner corner of the cheesecake, feeling the satisfying clink as it breaks through the biscuit base. The second the creamy goodness touches your tongue, you’re a goner. The bitterness of the dark chocolate mixes in beautifully with the tart yet sweet raspberry sauce marbled through it, and the golden crumb provides some texture to break up the smoothness. It’s perfect.

For the third time that night, you find yourself searching for a glimpse of the head chef in his kitchen

Was he just great at desserts? Surely not, or he would’ve simply transformed into a bakery or patisserie. Besides, you recalled last time you came and tried the lemon meringue pie, and how it had arrived with actual sour lemon juice drizzled on top, and a large heap of whipped cream underneath the pie, so that by the time it reached you, the pastry had gone soggy.

No, you decided, there was most certainly something afoot here. You had no idea what you were going to write now, but you desperately needed answers.

It was winter in Seoul, and your nose had just about frozen off by the time Kim Seokjin finally waltzed out the front doors.

You pushed yourself off the pillar you were leaning on and rushed over to him, grabbing the front of his jacket to make him stop in his tracks.

He lets out a startled yelp, opening his mouth wide to scream, but calms down when he recognizes you. “Oh, it’s you?”

“Yeah,” you grumble, “it’s me. What the hell was that?”

He avoids your beseeching gaze. “The three-course menu. I hope you enjoyed it.”

You huff and shake him back and forth a little. “I’m serious! Two and a half years of atrocious food, and then one beautiful dessert. What the hell was that?”

He squeezes his eyes shut once and blushes. “You thought it was beautiful?”

“Argh, that’s not the point! You’re driving me insane! How is it that you have a full house every night, perfect reviews, and yet I get served an entire carrot on a plate, huh?”

He snickers.

“You think it’s funny? Is your business just a joke to you?”

He composes himself a little, letting his warm hands clasp your frozen ones gently, peeling them away from his thick jacket. “No, it’s not that,” he admits, “it’s just that when you started only reviewing bad restaurants, you stopped coming here.”

You let him remove your grasp on him but note that he doesn’t let go of your hands, leaving them to dangle between the two of you. Your breath is visible in the cold, and your soft speaking still seems loud in the heavy quiet. “Sorry, what?”

He shrugs breezily, but the bouncy energy you saw in the kitchen has vanished. “I knew you would only come to my restaurant and review it was if you thought the food was bad.”

You feel a fire die inside you as the truth dawns on you. “You just wanted free advertising. All publicity is good publicity, I guess.”

“No!” His outburst is punctuated by him giving your hands a squeeze, and he blinks down at where you’re joined like he’d forgotten. He drops his hold and brings a hand up to ruffle his hair nervously. “I just…I like having you around. I didn’t know how to talk to you.”

“The love-heart,” you ponder out loud, and he nods meaningfully. “This was you flirting?”

He winces. “God, when you put it like that, it sounds stupid.”

“It is stupid,” you concur, “normally when a guy wants to impress a girl, he shows off how good his cooking is, not how much chili powder he can fit on top of a bowl of gazpacho.”

He perks up after hearing your joking tone. With a cheeky grin, he nudges your shoulder playfully. “Hey, you, it’s not my fault it took you over two years to finally realize. Who seriously puts an entire carrot on somebody’s plate?”

You can’t help but laugh at his antics. He joins in, and you feel a strange kind of warmth inside you when you get a full version of the sneak-peek you heard earlier in the restaurant. He laughs with his whole body, throwing his head back and shaking his shoulders up and down with the force of it. You calm down before he does and watch him curiously. “You are an enigma, Kim Seokjin.”

He quiets down too, but still carries a self-satisfied grin on his face. “Ah, Kim Seokjin, incredible chef, talented comedian, and worldwide handsome guy.”

The smile is wiped off his face when he realizes what he said. You narrow your eyes at him. “Wait. Are you worldwidehandsomeguy6969?”

He shrugs sheepishly.

“Have you no shame?” you chide, but you can’t smother the beam on your face that hasn’t left since he told you the truth. “You have two and a half years of bad food to make up for, mister. You better start tomorrow night.”

He holds out his arm, jangling his car keys. “Why not start now?”

#bts oneshot #bts fic #bts fanfic #bts au #seokjin x reader #jin x reader #jin imagine #jin fic

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mud-on-the-turntable-blog · 5 years ago

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Nana Grizol - Love It Love It (2008, Folk Punk / Indie Rock)

Hi! Nice to meet you! We are Max and Michayla, and this is the first post of our music review blog, Mud on the Turntable. The way our reviews work is one of us will recommend the other an album, and we both write some interesting things about the album separately. Read both of them, or just one of us if you like one of our particular writing styles, or neither if you don’t like either. Our first album is one Max suggested, Love It Love It by Nana Grizol. Enjoy!

Max + Michayla! xox

Michayla’s Review

Circles ‘Round the Moon

Feels like walking into your great-aunt’s yellow-walled kitchen at the break of day in the height of August. There is a hand-painted ceramic fruit bowl sitting on the counter full of oranges and grapefruit and limes. Your aunt is making pancakes and the scent of morning air, fresh cut grass, lavender, and clean sheets wafts in through the open windows while the warm morning sunlight pools onto the floors and cabinets and walls.

Colours: #f7f499/rgb(247, 244, 153), #ff693f/rgb(255, 105, 63), #68b233/rgb(104, 178, 51)

Tambourine - N - Thyme

Feels like floating suspended in deep aqua water, glittering fractals of light and swirls of infinitesimally small bubbles dancing around your body, framing you, frozen in a soft scream, watching the surface and the murk around you, but at peace with yourself, so beautifully suspended in fluid water. The smell of mossy dirt and powdered sugar on the tip of your tongue, neon lights shimmering in the distance, far, far away.

Colours: #0d7d99/rgb(13, 125, 153), #e20fbc/rgb(226, 15, 188), #c7f736/rgb(199, 247, 54)

Less Than the Air

Limoncello coloured with patches of red seeping through the page, like sun hitting your eyelashes while walking down an old dusty path, a long, hot sidewalk home, and walking through the front door of your house. Old maple floors lead into your living room, cream walls, pockmarked, covered in part by white linen curtains. You put on a record and dance barefoot in the living room. It feels like light, and the way it blurs your vision when it hits you like a camera lens. Tastes like fairy bread and rosemary.

Colours: #fff0a5/rgb(255, 240, 165), #d60000/rgb(214, 0, 0), #ad7c2d/rgb(173, 124, 45)

Motion in the Ocean

A soft blush pink set against ivory countertops. You find yourself getting ready for a party you never intended on going to, shell jewelry, drops of gold falling from your fingers like tears, the sky is darkening to indigo outside your window. Counting minutes on your fingers only to find you’ve run out far more times than it takes to eat the peaches your mother brought you late at night. Waking up tired and wishing for the sun, the taste of cold water and soft kisses, a memory of a dream.

Colours: #f2cbcb/rgb(242, 203, 203), #fcf6e3/rgb(252, 246, 227), #16074f/rgb(22, 7, 79)

Voices Echo Down Thee Halls

Stopping at a tiny diner along the highway, the vinyl seats are a pale minty-olive, you lean against the wall, faded highway signs and ancient greeting flash before your eyes, technicolour in the key of static radio waves, lying on the pavement, the sun beats down as you roll into the gravel, the dirt. Asphalt and car fumes, toasted tomato sandwiches and too much salt, wooden car panelling and the wrong colour of carpet.

Colours: #5faf56/rgb(95, 175, 86), #d1a877/rgb(209, 168, 119), #ef410b/rgb(239, 65, 11)

Stop and Smell Thee Roses

Like picking daisies in the overrun backyard of your childhood best friend’s house, dirty white picket fence set against mud and grass and a rain-heavy sky. Your laughter feels like home in her hands and you remember the sound of so many of you, running out the screen door, all strawberry-red-stained fingers and polaroid photos and charcoal smouldering in the fire pit, notes scribbled in pencil on loose-leaf paper, store-bought bread sticky on your teeth. The moment retakes you and you fall to your knees and smile and the first drops of rain hit your face.

Colours: #d8c302/rgb(216, 195, 2), #9598a0/rgb(149, 152, 160), #ffffff/rgb(255, 255, 255)

Tiny Rainbows

The rain clearing up and leaving sparkling puddles in the cracks in the pavement around your school, a warm september, you dive in and the droplets fall everywhere except your eyes, a rubber raincoat and not a single lie. Like falling down and finding yourself,a loving embrace after a cold winter day, fresh fruit on your lips, and the smell of coming home.

Colours: #05000f/rgb(5, 0, 15), #d3287b/rgb(211, 40, 123), #ff9011/rgb(255, 144, 17)

Everything You Ever Hoped or Worked For

Watching the sunset burn bright and melt down on another’s face, running away and finding joy in the places you’ve been. Crickets humming along to the beat of your footsteps and lulling you to sleep, to dream of stars and new beginnings at 2 in the afternoon. It tastes like bubblegum and sunshine, spilling down your chin from the back of your glass, bottle green, a telescope to where you’ll be, soon.

Colours: #65b277/rgb(101, 178, 119), #ff4e02/rgb(255, 78, 2), #abad53/rgb(171, 173, 83)

Broken Cityscapes

Washed out denim, sleeping with your jacket and shoes on, preaching holy words in the back alley to the birds, scattering seeds, soft and teardrop shaped, a touch of arange, rosy edges. Windchimes in the distance as they flock on the telephone wires and the words fade out, your hands dry and cracked but worth the smiles of the living, light seeping through the cracks in the clouds on a morning of second chances. The taste of cold tea chokes the back of your throat, garden carrots and lake water up your nose.

Colours: #9398c4/rgb(147, 152, 196), #e08247/rgb(224, 130, 71), #d9d4dbrgb(217, 212, 219)

The Idea That Everything Could Ever Possibly Be Said

Deep saturated garden greens not properly captured behind a grainy sepia photograph. Making notes on old graph paper, left on the desk in the unfinished attic, the trees tapping on the windows as the daylight pours into the room and into you, the exposed wooden beams house secrets and grocery lists, your mother told you to take out the trash, but that was five years ago today. You find comfort in eating cereal for lunch and all those things you would do as a child, now grown, now finding the light.

Colours: #543722/rgb(84, 55, 34), #0b5111/rgb(11, 81, 17), #e0e2b3/rgb(224, 226, 179)

Untitled Hidden Track

Screeching to a halt on a grid road just to see the stars, pen in spilled everywhere after your pen broke, you run and hide, the smell of acetone and burnt toast follows. It feels like shoving everything you wn off a desk and into your backpack and running, tears or blood or sweat running down your cheeks.

Colours: #0a0047/rgb(10, 0, 71), #f4fc58/rgb(244, 252, 88), #ff2b2b/rgb(255, 43, 43)

Overview

Overall, this album feels like falling into a pool of sunshine, and filling your lungs with it. Every song feels like another wave washing over you, the endings of each track hit like breaking the surface of the water for a gasp of air before going under again. If you needed a pick me up, try this one shot injection of good vibes, sunlight, and punchy musical citrus.

Anywho, congrats if you made it through that entire review! If you’re curious about how the songs translate into colours through my synesthesia, go on and copy/paste the colour codes into Google’s handy “colour picker” (just google it and then chuck the bits with a # into the top line of the colour picker) and it should work. I think. . .

Cheers!

Michayla Siwak

Max’s Review

Very rarely do I feel like I am the target audience of an album. However, whether this is actually true or not, Nana Grizol’s Love It Love It is certainly one that matches how I currently feel at this stage in my life.

All throughout this record, there is a sense of nostalgia and bittersweetness that I just couldn’t shake while listening to it. This emotional impact is noticeable from the very first song, “Circles ‘Round the Moon”. It represents a type of fantasy that I, and probably many other 18-year-old music fans who are scared of, yet excited about the intimidatingly massive world they’ve been thrust into, have quite often. Yes, the track tells a story of young relationships and figuring all those out, but it also describes leaving the big city for some place of solitude and simplicity in nature. It’s a beautiful thing really.

Musically, this feeling of homemade simplicity is reflected in every track. Far and away my favourite musical aspect of this album is the horns that will often come in and add to the pretty intense emotional impact this album has. The little imperfections and human-ness that is added by these wind arrangements serves as another tool to emphasize the feelings I’ve been writing about so far. Beautiful swells of trumpets cause your stomach to do little flips of excitement and emotion in songs like “The Idea That Everything Could Ever Possibly Be Said”. They add so much to the crescendos and dynamic changes throughout the album and are an indispensable part of the project as a whole. The songs all feel organic, like they’re being played by a group of friends in the background while you’re at some house party, stoned out of your mind and feeling insecure about the stupid shit you say in front of individuals of your preferred sex.

“Motion in the Ocean”, a huge highlight on the album for me both lyrically and musically, resonates with me more than almost anything else on this record. Lines like “It seems that we are clams inside our shells / Side by side on rocks we feel the tide as the sea contracts and swells” emphasize the feeling of powerlessness an 18-year-old Canadian who just failed his first year of university in a city of 2.463 million people (as of 2016) can feel sometimes. Yes, perhaps many of these lyrics are a tad on-the-nose and almost approaching cliché, but that adds to the beauty of it. Does this really make the messages and emotions conveyed by Love It Love It any less powerful or have any less meaning? These emotions and themes feel so genuine it’s hard to hate them, as much as the cold, cynical, pretentious arsehole in me wants to. What can I say? I can’t help but like and relate to this dumb little album. It’s great.

Yeah, sure. There’s lots of folky indie rock out there that will give you these kind of feels. I’m sure there are thousands of bands like this that try to do the same things. I can’t call this album revolutionary, or even especially fresh and different. No, the power in this album lies in its consistency and lovability. It fits very comfortably in a genre and mood that’s been done to death, but the playful, casual arrangements, lovably self-deprecating yet optimistic lyrics, and complete relatability to this young, confused college student make it pretty damn special in my books. Listen to it with some friends in the forest and let the stresses of post-adolescent mediocrity float away from you for a bit. At the very least, you’ll feel a helluva lot less alone after giving this a spin.

Perhaps this was a very fitting album for our first review in the gargantuan community of music reviewers. It’s pretty hard to recommend a better album for a couple of kids just starting their journey into a brand-new world who have no fucking clue what we’re doing. Anyway, I hope you enjoy our reviews.

Love,

Max Gilmour

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alexialilly · 4 years ago

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Rare Beauty Stay Vulnerable Nearly Rose Melting Cream Blush Review

hello! I hope you’re having a great day! 💗 I watched a new video on the @sephora youtube channel about blush application, and I loved learning a new technique 💗 I immediately grabbed my @rarebeauty melting cream blush in nearly rose 🌹 When applying cream blush, my favorite technique is to apply using a beauty blender & bounce the product on the apples of my cheeks! 💗 I find that technique is…

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ownskinblog · 4 years ago

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Rare Beauty Nearly Neutral Stay Vulnerable Melting Cream Blush Review & Swatches

Nearly Neutral Rare Beauty Nearly Neutral Stay Vulnerable Melting Cream BlushRare Beauty Nearly Neutral Stay Vulnerable Melting Cream Blush ($21.00 for 0.17 oz.) is a muted, dusty pink with warmer undertones and a satin finish. It had sheer to semi-sheer color coverage in a single layer, which was as described, and could be built up in coverage, but I felt the formula made that less desirable as…

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dazombi3fari3 · 5 years ago

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Hey doll hey!!! How’s your day/night going? Great I hope. I woke up early today but I didn’t start my makeup until around maybe 10:30 AM. I was just enjoying the morning peace. I was feeling much better today but I over did it during meal prep for supper and now I have some discomfort in my lower back and hips. Thank goodness I can just relax tonight and setting in with Disney+ and watch the new Star Wars movie … what else do you watch on May the 4th Be With You Day????

Today I am wearing Michael Kors Sexy Blossom… and now … let’s get into today’s Face of the Day …..

Base: I first primed my problematic pore areas with Tarte Clean Slate Timeless Smoothing Primer ($39 at Ulta) and then primed the full face using NYX Angel Veil Primer ($16 at Ulta). I also prepped my face using Charlotte Tilbury Hollywood Flawless Filter ($44 at Sephora and the Beautylish website). My foundation today is No. 7 Protect & Perfect Advanced All in One Foundation ($15.99 for 1 fluid ounce on their website, Target, Walgreens, Amazon, and the Boots website) in the shade Calico. I contoured using Charlotte Tilbury Contour Wand ($38 at Sephora) in the shade Medium/Dark. I highlighted the tops of my cheek bones, bridge of the nose, center of the chin, and high points of my forehead using Charlotte Tilbury Beauty Light Wand ($38 on the Beautylish website). I concealed my under eyes using 5 dots of Benefit Boi-ing Cakeless Concealer ($22 at Ulta and Sephora) in the shade No. 3. I set my under eyes using Laura Mercier Secret Brightening Powder for Under Eyes ($28 at Ulta) in the shade 1 and then set the rest of my face using the Too Faced Born This Way Ethereal Setting Powder ($33 at Ulta and Sephora) in the shade Translucent. I then warmed up the perimeter of my face using MAC Bronzing Powder ($30 at MAC) in the shade Matte Bronze. I am using Rimmel London Stay Matte Powder ($4 at Walmart) in the shade 011 creamy natural as my touch up powder today.

Eyes: I set my brows using Believe Beauty Eyebrow Styling Gel ($4 at Dollar General) in clear and then filled in my brows using Benefit Precisely My Brow Pencil ($24 at Ulta and Sephora) in the shade 4.5 and then I primed my lids using P.Louise Base ($10 pound sterling/ $12.08 USD on their website… can also be found on the Morphie website for $15) in the shade Rumour 0.5 and I also used a little of this to cut my brow line. For today’s eye look I used the ColourPop Bare Necessities 30 Pan Eyeshadow Palette ($34 on the ColourPop website). I started with the shade Banter (cool toned stone matte) all through the crease. Then on my mobile lid I used the shade The Talk (champagne peachy gold metallic) and took it over the first 2/3 of the lid. I then used the shade Designer Duds (rose gold pink metallic) over the middle 1/3 of the mobile lid. I then went in with a combination of the shades Tabloid (deep caramel matte) and Act A Fool (dusty mid tone mauve matte) and buffed it into the outer 1/3 of the mobile lid and the outer v of the crease. On the brow line I used Full Exposé (creamy vanilla matte). For the lower lash line I did a drop shadow using more of the combo of Tabloid and Act A Fool and then I highlighted my inner corners using the shade Idol Hour (warm ivory with a pale peach sheen metallic). I tapped whatever was left on the brush that I used the shade The Talk over the crease shade to add a little shimmer (something I’ve been enjoying as of late.) I coated my upper and lower lashes with 1 coat of Milani Dangerous Lengths Mascara ($9.99 at Ulta). I lined my upper and lower waterlines using Charlotte Tilbury The Classic Eye Powder Pencil ($22 at Sephora) in the shade Audrey (classic brown).

Cheeks and Lips: For my blush I did the same thing as yesterday….. I applied my blush with the rest of my cream products since I was using a Super Shock Cheek blush…. and then set it when I set the rest of my face and I think it gave me a pretty flushed look. I used ColourPop Super Shock Cheek ($8 on their website) in the shade Quarters (a mid-toned peachy coral satin). I lined and filled in my lips using NYX Suede Matte Lip Liner ($4 at Ulta) in the shade Wipped Caviar (a reddish pink nude) and then topped that off with L’Oreal Rouge Signature Lightweight Matte Lip Stain ($5.99 at Ulta) in the shade 448 I-Tease (a soft taupey pink matte) and felt that this was too muted so I tapped a few dots of Makeup Geek Creme Stain ($11.99 on their website) in the shade Jitterbug (an intense coral matte) and then I felt that this was too dry looking so I topped the whole lip off using NARS Lip Gloss ($24 on the NARS website) in the shade Stripe Tease (Sheer champagne nude).

Final Thoughts:

I’ve just been loving the way my complexion products have interacted these past few days. I never thought I would love using cream products as much as I have. Because of that I jumped on the Tarte website today and ordered their new Breezy Cream Bronzer $29 in the shade Grace Bay and one of their Sugar Rush Beach Cheek Cream Blushes $15 in the shade Beaches and Cream. I can’t wait to try them.

I did my contour a tad different today. I did all my cream contouring first and then applied my foundation… I found that this seamed to produce a more natural contour… it melted into the foundation beautifully.

Something I forgot to mention in my haul and review today of the new No. 7 Protect & Perfect Advanced All in One Foundation, there is no flash back when taking pictures with the flash on. It’s rare that I find foundation with SPF that doesn’t kickback during flash pictures.

Well that’s all for now dolls. I hope you enjoy the rest of your day/night and that you are found in good spirits and in good health. Remember … Save a spoon for a bit of lipstick.

XOXO

Simple Neutral Eye Day Look Face of the Day Hey doll hey!!! How's your day/night going? Great I hope. I woke up early today but I didn't start my makeup until around maybe 10:30 AM.

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