If you read any beauty blogs at all, you’ll know the MAC x Toledo collection is a) extant, b) beautiful and c) now available on counters in New Zealand. I am not publishing this post to be the first to break the news, although of course I’m including arm and lip swatches of the three products I have from the collection. What I really want to talk about is PR samples – PR samples from MAC in particular.
Today is the first day of March, and tomorrow is my first day of makeup school. I went to my orientation day last week and it sounds like the course is going to be really, really fun. I’m essentially leaving my job to do this, and based on what I heard at orientation, I won’t regret it, but I am kind of nervous and still don’t really know what to expect.
I’ve been trying to get Hyacinth Girl ready, as I don’t want the blog to lapse while I focus on school. I will be reducing my posting schedule ever so slightly – I think I’ll switch from posting every three days to twice a week.
The other thing I got from orientation is how intense the course will be, in all sorts of ways. I’m a little nervous, so I’m taking some time out now (Sunday evening) to get ready: washing my hair, removing all the unwanted body hair I’m usually super lazy with, painting my nails.
I turned twenty-five last week. People are asking me what it feels like, whether I feel older. I don’t know? I just feel like regular old Morgan. I think people also expected me to get a bunch of makeup for my birthday, but the thing is, when writing about makeup is kind of your job, it loses its appeal as a gift. I’ve also reached the age where I don’t really expect big gifts, but I got some all the same.
My aunt, uncle and cousins sent me a Lotto ticket, which is a sign that I have truly escaped the age of “better send the kid a present” and transitioned into the age of “we didn’t forget it was your birthday but you’re an adult now”. No shade, by the way. Checking the ticket was kind of fun. I didn’t win anything.
I may or may not have mentioned that I got my second tattoo late last year. It’s a cat on my left thigh, and it’s a memorial piece for my (really rad) aunt who passed away five years ago in December. The line work is finished, and it needs shading and colouring, but I’m not in a huge hurry to get it done. That’s the thing about tattoos. There’s no rush. They’re not going to go away.
Tattoo aftercare is specific to your artist, and I would never suggest anyone take my advice over a professional’s. I did want to write a bit about caring for your tattoo, though. And how to survive getting a tattoo, although I may not be the best source of advice for this. I fainted after this piece was finished.
It’s February, and I’m more than a month into the open-ended no-buy I committed to last month. So how am I doing? What am I holding in this photo? And possibly more importantly, what am I wearing?
I got a fringe cut in last time I got my hair done, because I’m an idiot and I was bored with growing my hair out. Of course, I regretted it immediately. The fault is one hundred percent my own, and zero percent Matt’s (he’s my hair stylist). I am lazy when it comes to styling my hair. I’m also not very good at using a straightener, and a straightener is what my fringe needs to look normal.
I wrote about this for xoVain in a post that went up today, but I wanted to include some anecdotes that got cut in the xo editorial process.
It’s all in the title. It’s hot and I don’t feel like wearing makeup. Granted, it’s not as hot in Wellington as it is in Australia where my babes are enduring 35+ degree heat on the regular, but it’s hot enough here for me. I’ve actually had this title in my head as a post idea for over a year, but last summer I was so uncomfortably hot for so long that I didn’t get around to putting the makeup on my face and writing it at all.
Over the break I haven’t worn makeup really at all, but I’m back at work now and I like to wear some. Here’s what I’ve been putting on my face as I’ve been figuring out the perfect summer makeup. It’s fast, easy, and there’s no powder in sight.
I’m feeling unusually positive towards New Year’s resolutions this year, and the circumstances call for drastic measures. There’s just one resolution, but it’s a big one: no buying makeup. I’ve tried this twice before, with no luck, so I’m calling on some community support and a good old fashioned star chart to get me through.
It’s the last day of 2014 and I’m cat- and house-sitting with Callum for friends who are away. We’re only on the other side of town but it feels like a miniature holiday of our own! There are a few things going on tonight, but let’s be real, at midnight I’ll probably be in bed with a book I’ve nicked from Grace’s shelf or catching up on Project Runway All Stars.
For now, I thought I’d finish off the year with a list of 14 things that happened to me this year, in no particular order.
It’s been a week since my last post and while I’m sure most of my readers won’t have noticed at all, I wanted to throw something up to explain what’s going on.The long and short of it is, mental illness is a bitch. There’s not much more to it than that. For some reason, December is always my worst month for mental health, and playing around with my medications hasn’t helped that either.
But quick, while you’re here, let me remind you to fill out my reader survey! There are two days left and you can win a bunch of cute tiny things. Find out how in this post. And hopefully soon I’ll have a post up about the things in the photo above, which is what I got in the Sephora VIB sale. New things!