Definitely one of the perks of living at home and having a mother and two sisters was that I didn’t really have to buy my own make up. There was always someone I could steal borrow from to make sure that I had a variety of expensive make up to play with. But now that I’m a big girl, out on my own in varsity, I have to do big girl things like buying products for myself.
Photos by Khensani Makhubela
When I was younger – or pretty much up until matric prelims – I had notoriously good skin by no efforts of my own. I seldom broke out, and if I did, it was just two or so pimples on or between my eyebrows. So suffice it to say, I was (and still am) pretty ignorant on skincare and beauty regimens. The most effort I put into my skin was removing my make up before bed and using a daily face wash and face cream. I didn’t use face scrubs, masks, cleanses, toners or change my products often – and I was fine in my complacency. Until my skin decided to forsake me.
seeing as award season is over, the met gala is like the last reprisal for fashionistas and fashion junkies everywhere. and it never disappoints (and even when people’s outfits disappoints, its merely fuel for the blogosphere’s fire, so, like, everyone wins). the inner 13 year old blogger in me would be happy because i’m blogging red carpets again. lol. so without further adieu, here are my best/worst dressed and those i can forgive, otherwise known as the yays, the nays, and the ‘i love you so you can do whatever you want’s.
images from NYtimes