ladygaga: Thank you @Allure for giving @ hauslabs Triclone Skin Tech Foundation the Best of Beauty #1 Best Clean Foundation award. l feel blessed every day to be a co-founder of this company. I always wanted my makeup brand to have a meaningful impact on the beauty community and I feel so touched by this honor. Not only did we remove 2700 harmful ingredients often used in other products, we supercharged our foundation with fermented arnica to calm inflammation and added 21+ skincare ingredients to treat and enhance your natural skin while you’re wearing it. Additionally I wanted the experience of applying this product to be next level— I’ve been passionate about transformation since the beginning of my career. I hope you enjoy expressing yourself with this foundation and seeing meaningful improvement in your skin as you wear it. Love you, LG <3
Darren Hayes at The Masked Singer Australia on September 25th, 2023, singing “Unholy” by Sam Smith 💗 he did it spectacular! He’s the best! He must win!
🎥 Hibiscus Fan YouTube / the vid is a little out of phase.
The moon will smile and try to keep his secrets. But there is something there, that lingers in the pale reflections starlight casts. A metaphor, a memory almost.
i cant stop looking at all this work made by people 5 years younger than me that ill never get to the level of and wondering what the fuck im even doing trying to fool myself into thinking i could ever be successful in this. my work is shit, theres no life in it, no movement, no exaggeration of shape or color or pattern. there's no personality or voice in my style - it's stiff and polished and good for commissions and people like looking at it but there's no practical application or storytelling value to it. the work i make does not Mean anything or have any redeeming qualities past 'hurr durr looks crispy' and im so tired of not being able to do anything better
ill never be able to get the jobs i want with a style like this, ill never be able to mimic what they want when people already exist who have art flow out of them like it's nothing, like ink from a pen, like water in a rushing river, while i sit here and everything's STIFF and I'm STIFF and I'm almost 25 and have NOTHING to show for my fucking life except student debt and a tiny room in a 4 bedroom apartment. i have no career, no future, and no artistic merit for fuck all except if you tilt your head and squint right, and and i don't know what kind of delusion I've been living under where i think I'm somehow fucking good enough for anything. im not and i never fucking will be.