Beauty Armoire Monday: Matte bronzing powder = the bomb

As we speak (or, more accurately, as I write and you read), there’s an entire fleet of handymen in front of our condo building, converting what is cheerfully known as “Elephant Plaza” into an ice skating rink. They do this every year, moving the water-spouting Daddy, Mommy and Baby bronzey-brassy pachyderms off into the bushes…

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Beauty Armoire Monday: Connecting dots for perky peepers

I’m dating myself, but I’ve been a beauty editor long enough to have been given eyelining lessons by the one and only Trish McEvoy herself. She’s a legend, her products are gorgeous and her beauty book is, I think, completely best of breed. It just makes you want to paint yourself. Ironically, however, it’s another…

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Beauty Armoire Monday: My (not-desert) island must-haves

Well alrighty now… We’re back from our Jamaican jaunt to Jakes, and while we thoroughly enjoyed ourselves, I have to say that from a beauty standpoint, it was like the living, breathing equivalent of one of those “Stars Without Makeup” issues of the supermarket tabloid rags that I always find endlessly fascinating. (C’mon, admit it:…

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Eyeliner observations about the Beverly Hills broads…

I wouldn’t call it the biggest mistake of my life, but it was damn close: On Sunday afternoon, in an attempt to de-clutter the DVR queue, I accidentally zapped the season finale of Real Housewives of Beverly Hills. Before. I. Even. Watched. It. To say I was beside myself is an understatement. Coming on the…

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“Real” Kyle is making me eyeshadow adventuresome

I still haven’t recovered from last week’s beyond beyond beyond episode of The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills and the super-scary psychic lady with the electronic ciggie and fishbowl-sized martinis. But I have to give props where props are due. And that would be to Kyle for her lightning-fast (but expert!) pre-party smokey eye. Unlike…

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Smitten with…my new mark “Shimmer Cream Cubes”

Though it pains me to admit it, given how many candles blazed like a forest fire on my last birthday cake, I’m not exactly the target audience for mark makeup. Still, I’ve always really liked it, even if it’s a club with a “Keep Out, Old Lady” sign tacked to the front door. For starters,…

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