>> Tuesday, November 27, 2012

No man has ever made me feel the way Pablo Neruda has.

I vividly remember unwrapping a gift from years ago. It was a book of his poems. Surely, I had known his poems from random sources but I didn't really had his book until then. Gingerly, I took the book out of its pure white wrapping and took off its gold flecks. I sat in my favorite velvet chair and started to read. Out loud.

And then I almost fell out of my chair.

'Every day you play' has then become my favorite Neruda poem, a poem that never fails to bring me to hills, to shores of the ocean where I haven't been lately. His poetry had been a constant source of romantic escapism that none of any literature I've read had done. It makes me wish I was at a time that distance and time meant nothing to love --- and that one would patiently wait and not check her phone, would not move on so fast, would not mean that waiting is a sin to the future.

Today I still find myself trying to catch my breath every time my eyes graze at his words. How love, longing, loss and a confluence of all things sad and beautiful can come together, Neruda only knows.

Thank you, thank you for the gift of Neruda.


Steal His Heart

>> Monday, November 26, 2012

Sometimes, you just know that things are going to change.

Steal His Heart | Emily and The Woods

You and I | Ingrid Michaelson


Tokyo City Girl

>> Wednesday, November 21, 2012

The skies cast a gray shadow over the city today. Raindrops seem to consistently patter through Tokyo windows. Outside, the Japanese seem to wear even more black but the rain sparkle through their clear umbrellas.

Every corner boasts of a pretty girl. I've lost count of how many perfect Japanese women I've seen, with their clear skin and huge, doll-like eyes. There is not a Tokyo citizen who looks like he's grabbed the first thing in his closet. Everyone looks polished in carefully chosen, meticulously layered clothes.

The famous Shibuya crossing.

Tokyo is pretty much like your Japanese girl: wildly colorful, ineffably polite, delicately dressed, but absolutely fun, and most especially quirky.

It's been a week since I have been immersed in the city of Tokyo and by now I can proudly say I can go around here by myself. The first few days were lucky for me --- we had someone to help us get around. Culture differences pop in every now and then and though I've been a bit intimidated with a city who clings to its language with so much love that there is very little percentage of people who speak English, I am now entwined to its quirky, neon-lighted charms.

1. Keep left. It took me a couple of days to finally stay on the left side of things when going to the subway, as the Manila girl in me kept walking on the right.

2. Everyone wears black. Maybe it's the time of the year, I don't know. When I packed clothes, I brought as little black as possible because when I read various Tokyo blogs, I noticed they wore cream, prints, and truly eccentric pieces. So I did, too! On my second day, a college guy from Singapore tells me he thought I was from the J Pop Girl group AKB48.

3. Men tote bags. And I've found this little tidbit very adorable and interesting. I'm saying this now just in case we forget and get culture shocked in the future.

4. The Japanese are, by far, the politest, in my book. I've always thought the Filipinos were {with our po and opo} but the Japanese have taken over that with their gozaimas and more importantly, their genuine happiness when interacting with you. They never appear bored or sad doing their jobs and despite the language differences, they communicate well with a smile. Always. You know what's nice, too? Japanese shop sellers never harass you.

5. Everywhere you turn is a pretty girl. I've raved about this and I will rave about it again: Japanese Girls are perfect. Their skin glow under the Tokyo sunshine and is never dull. They're fit {must be all the sushi and the walking} and they speak like anime characters. I keep squeeing every corner because lovely girls in skirts, tights and cashmere sweaters are everywhere. Contrary to an old belief, their faces are not thick with makeup {at least not their eyes}, however their lashes ARE thick with mascara, falsies or maybe it's natural. They really are pretty. If anyone is curious, Japanese men are really, really cute, too. And like the pretty girls, they are everywhere, too!

 The Million Yen Cat.

6. Organized. I've never seen a country more organized --- whether buildings, their subways, train systems, lines, EVERYTHING.

7. I've never related more to Scarlett Johansson in Lost in Translation. Have always loved Lost in Translation but until I was immersed in a place where it was hard to find a familiar Filipino face, I couldn't truly grasp its 'dreaming-while-awake' feel until now. It's inevitable to be lonely in Japan, this much I know, especially if you're coming home to your hotel room and will spend numerous hours not talking, only pointing to food and clothes you want.

Sometimes | My Bloody Valentine

 7. Your life changing in front of you and not knowing the moment that changes you forever can both be the same thing. I don't know how that happened, I just know it did.

8. Travel introduces you to a side of you that you thought never existed. And sometimes, it's not always a good thing.

Much love from the city of neon signs and sushi,


Twenty Seven

>> Tuesday, November 20, 2012

In a few days hours, I'll be 27. In my head, I will always be a girl in her early twenties but well, here I am, older than I've ever been!

A wise woman once told me her late twenties were the great, golden days of her life. Not that being other things come second. In a single girl's life, her late twenties is when she finally gets a bit of freedom to do what she wants, a decent salary to buy herself nice lingerie, travel with friends every now and then, know enough wisdom to say no to things she doesn't want, do not give in to peer pressure and spend alone time just because she can.

A few nights ago, I'd been having sake with a couple of friends and we were doing rounds of questions --- you know the ones. So he asked me what I'd been looking forward to after this trip to Japan and I told him I'm looking forward to being 27. "What? I'm looking forward to growing younger!" The guy was nine years older than me so let's see if I come to say the same thing at that age.

I don't know about going back to my early 20s. While I always treasure how young I looked back then, I constantly remember the childish things I've done, the mistakes I committed and the sense of loss I had back then. That's not to say I'm perfect now --- but as I grow older, I realized that as one acquires more experience, one achieves a more stable sense of wisdom, a more evident peace of mind and little by little, one is stripped off of the superficial wants and desires.

So I am 27. I can't believe it. When I was 12, I thought 27 was far too old to be having fun in life. At 27 now, I had the weirdest sense of wondering why I wasn't freaking out over BB creams I saw the other day at Diver City, they were brands I'd been wanting to hoard for a long time now, too. I missed my bus going to Tokyo's premium outlets and I was waiting patiently for the panic to come but it didn't. At 27, I've let go of so much baggage I'd been carrying for so long, forgiven myself, others, and then myself again. I've said no to so many by now, said yes to a few. It's tough remembering that your life is for you after all but I am thankful that there are people who remind me of where I should look back and the ones to just ignore.

"You are answerable to no one but God," I read my mother's email after I've woken her up with a call. I have forgotten the time difference, how silly. But nevertheless, I am thankful for people who despite all the bad decisions I have made, the crazy mistakes, the undesirable roads I've taken, words I never meant to come out but did anyway, judgments I've passed despite the fact that no one is supposed to be judging --- they are far too many. I guess being alone for a few days can truly make one reflect on the things I've done, on the thoughts I've ran away for so long, so much so they come out right now.

I remember always celebrating my birthday like any other day, it's just a bonus if friends discover it's my birthday pala. Sometime months ago, I had a thought playing in my head and I wanted to celebrate my birthday in a foreign land, alone. And here I am, tapping the night away on my laptop, drinking coffee instead of bubbly because I have an early flight to catch. I cannot be thankful enough.

To everyone who's been a part of my twenty seven wonderful years, thank you so much and I look forward to making more memories with you, to deeper friendships, to meaningful existence. Arigato gozaimas. 

And yes, it is a very happy birthday.
PS: Here's a song I'm listening to, a new favorite I never ever thought I'd care to play:

Till I See You | Hillsong


Things I Know For Sure: Change in Perspective

>> Wednesday, November 14, 2012

It has been quite the transforming week as I have been coming to terms with a lot of things, contemplating the moments that pass every single day. It had been rewarding, it's been new, it's been clear --- I can only be grateful for everything that I've been having.

1. "You deserve everything as much as I do." This is a sentence I've been repeating to myself every nth second in my life this week. Believe it or not, it has changed the way I looked at things, at people I interact with including every single car driver in front of me. Unbeknownst to many, I have road rage on most days, I hate every single driver in my way and every person crossing the street. Changing the way I see strangers has changed the way I treat them and my driving hours --- as I finally spare myself from unnecessary stress. On top of the stress, a change in that kind of perspective makes one act kindly towards another ---- to act as how one would want to be treated, striking off any notion that "I deserve this so I'll keep it to myself instead of giving it to you." This complements some of my learnings from last week and applying it in driving, in looking at people you meet at meetings, people whom you talk to, people who cross the road last minute --- it changes my entire perspective and looking at everyone equally and just like our own ---

2. Everything is in a form of transition. I owe this thinking to Wayne Dyer, whose book You'll See It When You Believe It has been a constant resident in my bed and of my Instagram feed. Dyer shares how he's avoided all the negativity --- by thinking these too, shall pass as we are all in a state of transition anyway.

3. It is where it should be. One super early morning of 4 AM, I was frantic that my favorite silk belt was nowhere to be found. No one likes losing things and especially when there is only one thing that will fit your entire ensemble. Instead of ranting on the help that she might have lost it, I kept my cool and just got out of my house in another belt. Thank goodness I didn't throw a tantrum because said belt turned up when I returned.

Consequently, there were some things I've lost, maybe forever, I don't really know. All I know is no one ever really owns anything in this world and when it goes away --- the only thing to remember is that it is where it should be.

4. Choose the path of least resistance. How guilty are we of persevering for things? Of course that is something we remind ourselves in the face of adversities and trying times but --- has it ever crossed your mind that it's not what is for you? Has it occurred to you that maybe the universe is trying to tell you something, leading you somewhere else? It wasn't easy -- and there was a lot of second guessing on my part but when I chose some paths with the least blockage -- that was when I finally saw happiness and contentment.

5. You are a child of God / The Universe / A Higher Being. There was this story the pastor from my church told us. It was when he saw a pack of Pop Rocks while in the grocery and thought it was his son's favorite candy. He bought it, took it home and when he gave it to his four year old son, his eyes grew big. His son was too elated and asked if he did it because he was a good kid and the pastor said, "No, I'm giving it to you because you're my son." Truth be told, I have forgotten what it felt like to be someone's daughter, and to get something just because {of course I do but I am also a drama queen har har}. The biggest lesson from that story was that sometimes we forget that God is a god who doesn't need a list of good deeds from us before He can give us the things we want. You are His daughter and you will get his grace because you are you.

6. You get what you give back to the world. 

What do you know for sure?


Travel to Find Him; Travel to Find Yourself

>> Tuesday, November 13, 2012

I remember it was a Saturday that I was feeling out of it --- and my friend Sophie had picked me up from my home to celebrate another friend's birthday. It was one of those moments where I was in a funk on so many things and my friend cheered me up with her words of wisdom:

That's what I realized, you know, that when I travel, I realize how small I am in this gigantic world. I see God in the faces of strangers, in the flight of birds against the shores, in the boulders that line the horizon. I am just so thankful.

And then it was I who was thankful, for having friends who share with me their profound learning about traveling {if you remember this, too, that's why}. I'm not one to articulate thoughts about wanderlust at the break of dawn, and if you must know, I still haven't packed as I typed this. But here I am, inspired by my friends who've followed their wanderlust, those who pack their bags to explore, to brave new lands, to spend hard earned money on things that give so much more than money can buy --- I guess wanderlust has that many an effect to me.

I'm on way yet to another place so vastly different from where I grew up. I've seen it before albeit differently and I am excited to immerse in it with fresh new perspective, in my own company, with an open heart and a lot of faith. Every travel is a chance to thank Him --- and here I am yet again with that chance.

I'm excited to be a little girl in a big, big world, with big, big bags and multiple layers of clothing.



Love is a written word

>> Sunday, November 11, 2012

Sometime in the last wisps of 2011, I asked someone I've been seeing to write me a letter for my birthday. He didn't. By simple deduction, you can guess that we are not together anymore. =P


I cannot remember when was the first time that I got engrossed with love letters or just the art of writing letters itself. When I was in 3rd grade, I wrote my grade school friends (Ming, Gelene, Peng among many others) during vacation and we all wrote each other back.I've kept all those letters until now and it's a hoot reading them every now and then.

In high school, as it was a norm in Catholic schools, we went to retreats and recollections and we all recollection letters which I took very seriously, writing long, long-handed letters to friends when they went away.

When I reached college, the use of email has been more prolific and text messages was the currency of (late) teenage love. I no longer received letters from suitors, and rather it became electronic professions of love and romantic e-cards that betrayed emotions. Confessions of truth are devoid of that stroke, that dip, the loss of ink, that erasure, all of which are factors you can see when reading an old fashioned letter, written in carefully chosen paper. Equally, when I return correspondence, I go the distance of getting to the perfect pen, the kind of paper {from Kate's Paperie to some really old papers I have just because that's what I feel like writing on}.

I guess that was why most of my literary favorites are mostly epistolary novels. Griffin and Sabine's postcard romance kept me on the edge of my seat for a long, long time. The same way, I was mesmerized with reading Love Letters from Great Men as well as the Griffin and Sabine of the 90s, Chat by Nan McCarthy and of the 2000s, Love Virtually by Dan Glattauer. It is one of the reasons, too, why I read Letters of Note every now and then --- I believe distance and the power of the pen ignites the motions of the heart.

 From one of my favorite books ever, Griffin and Sabine

To this day, I carry a letter in my bag everyday. It's one of the three most recent letters given to me, the third being given to me this year, the first two were from two years ago. I like opening it on random days when the world doesn't make sense sometimes and you just kind of want to go back to a place where you know where to go back to. It's a reminder of what I stand for in someone's life and that I, in all of my crazy, flawed, imperfect, serial fickleness, that I mattered {very much so} to someone at one point in time.

Letters have always changed my life --- and believably so, I've changed someone else's life through that, too. I hope that when you have something to express today, tomorrow or sometime in the future, that you write someone a letter, too. It's almost always a surefire way to make that truly huge difference.

Go write someone a letter today,

For stationery needs, one of my go to places is Papillo Fine Stationers. Check their Facebook page. They customize notepads, too! 


Nobody warned me about your smile

>> Wednesday, November 7, 2012

Today, I woke up to this song and that got my day starting right and happy. Of course after that I got into trouble with the traffic police (har har) but that's another story.

For now, sharing you the song that gave me good vibes throughout the day:

Nobody told me it feels so good,
Nobody said you would be so beautiful,
Nobody warned me about your smile,
You're the light,
You're the light,
When i close my eyes,
I'm colourblind.



Whoa, Tokyo

Came across this video when I was website-hopping and this is a mean video!

Kind of like reminds me of this:

Hint: I appear in this video, about thrice!

Have a fab Wednesday!


Of Dedications and Hard Work | The Charm Sonia Limited Ed

>> Tuesday, November 6, 2012

When I look at how far my friends have come, I can't help but smile. 

Tara Pink Nouveau and Sophie Candy Yum Yum at the Nuffamily Day last year

I'm not sure when was the exact time that Sophie and I started becoming friends. I do remember being intimidated and scared of her  cos she's taller than me and she speaks quite fast. As it turns out, Sophie is one of my gentlest, kind-hearted friends I have that I'm super thankful to have. Since the two of us are closest in proximity, we often go home together and it is such a joy to become closer to her as she tends to share things she knows, her realizations, movies she's seen, her travel wisdom -- She is never insecure and will do her best to help you out -- she is a gem of a friend, really.

 The Charmbassadress

Of late, I have been truly joyous for her because a) her baby, Charm Essentials just turned five and b) she came out with a limited edition set, a Travel Pro V3 in gold and leopard print aptly named Sonia, dedicated to her mom, Tita Sonia.

How very classy, yes?

I've met Tita Sonia once before, when they both picked me up from home, as Sophie and I were on our way for dinner with Shen and already, I could feel her support for her eldest daughter, Sophie.  I know all mothers are supportive {mine is super duper supportive of my goals in life it's so touching!} and Tita Sonia was just so:

“Sonia is my mom’s name and I am dedicating this first ever limited edition set to her.” A staunch supporter of her business venture, Sophie recalls how her mom was the one who got her the perfect swatch of the animal print fabric which houses the limited edition set. “There were a lot of challenges as it is in any business but my mom never failed to provide support every step of the way, I am just so lucky to have that,” she adds.

I love how one of my friends has named something she worked hard on after her mom. I've yet to name anything after anyone but more than being able to help makeup enthusiasts and equipping us with the right tools, Sophie is an inspiration to women our age --- to never stop creating, that hard work is the only way to go and to look back where you've come from and pay homage to the people who help you along the way.

As for the brushes, I've had the crocodile-cased, hot-pink Travel Pro V3 for more than a year now and they're all holding up well, they've retained their shape and functionality so I can attest that one that comes in gold will do just as great.

Sophie’s passion for the perfect stroke, the perfect blend and the perfect pigment pickup has always been her driving force behind her pursuit of quality makeup brushes. “I’ve been in love with makeup for the longest time, about 10 years now and every time I travel, I always look for the best brush for different purposes,” she shares. “And I do find them, it’s just that to me, craftsmanship and quality does not have to equal a hefty price tag.” Spurred by this inspiration to share that belief, she sourced out numerous craftsmen until she found one that matched her strict standards for makeup application.

 Charm Sonia and its new bestfriend, J&C Superclean Solutions

Photo nabbed from Jhengky

Charm Travel Pro Sonia is available at the following at Php 2,750 , until stocks last

  • PurBeauty Serendra
  • Bonifacio Global City, Taguig
  • Crossings The Ramp – TriNoma
  • Crossings The Ramp – Shangri-la Plaza
  • Crossings The Ramp – Glorietta Branch
  • Crossings Department Store  - Quezon Avenue Branch
  • Digital Traincase , inside Hip Culture, and at Retail Lab, Powerplant Mall

Via the online store,

Congrats, Sophie!


What Makes a Man Pogi?

>> Monday, November 5, 2012

I don't think I've been asked this question since high school. *giggles*

Really being awesome at sports and looking physically attractive would probably be the top two qualifications for a guy to become crush ng bayan material at least to me and the entire high school female populace back in the wonderful world of high school. I remember the jocks from my high school and every girl always swooned for the basketball team captain. I know I did! *giggles again*

 Devon Sawa was my generation's ultimate crush. Who was yours?

But of course, being almost 27 now, having met all sorts of boys in life, I have re-defined my definition of someone pogi. This might still be superficial but I honestly don't give much thought to what's pogi or what's not anymore as much as I did, say, when I was 12. It's been more than double my age since!

So whom do I think is pogi now? There's no name I can think of right now and honestly, this is a subjective matter to think of but I think in general, we, women, have these unspoken bullets of characteristics we only talk about during spa sessions, away from male ears. Hopefully, I'm not breaking the female code by spilling these :D

  • Smells really clean. A boy may not have the most matangos nose but he can enter a room, pass in front of you and sweep you off your feet with the whiff of his cleanliness.
  • To actually be clean. Some girls like their boys dirty and some girls like them clean. I like a boy who's clean {facial hair, exempt}, has clean fingernails, clean shoes and cleans after himself. I bet that's a lot of clean in a sentence :D I once gave a boy I liked blotting sheets because I liked him but he tended to get oily ha ha :D
  • A man who reads and can engage me in a conversation about fiction lovers {ergo, if we can date a fictional character, who?} is pogi. Don't judge. =P Pogi is someone who would know who Milan Kundera is and what Haruki Murakami Bingo would mean.
  • Pogi is the man who can laugh at himself. No explanations needed.
  • {and of course, the obviously more important ones} Shares the same faith as I do, puts God above all else.
  • And is kind to everyone. 
And so because I wouldn't like you to be confined with my definition of what's pogi, I asked several male friends on what makes them pogi: 

I feel pogi everyday.
I feel pogi when I'm with my wife.
I feel when I wear my slim fit jeans and tight shirt.

- TJ
 I modulate my voice.
 I feel pogi when there's something exciting about my future.
- DP

My male friends, offline, would always ask me for tips on grooming and so if any guy is reading this post, here are some products from our friends from Nivea you might want to consider next time you're going to look pogi for your lady loves! Believe me, taking care of yourself is one big chunk of being pogi!

 Nivea for Men Cooling Volcano Mud Mask

 Here's a gel form facial wash best for oily boys

 After cleansing, don't forget to moisturize!

If you're a guy, what makes you pogi?
If you're a girl, what makes a man pogi?



What I Know For Sure: Give

>> Sunday, November 4, 2012

All I know is that when you badly need something, the best way to get it is to give it away first.

I didn't realize how selfish I was until I came to a point that I had been doling out things, time, resources that I would otherwise keep to myself. I always thought that everything I had in me were things I badly needed to keep because I was always dearth of so and so. This might sound a little pompous but I've always been selfish that generosity is something new to me. Until that time that I had nothing else to lose that I started giving most away that I have been receiving more than what I believe I deserved. It was when I eliminated the automatic response in my head of "What about me? I need that, too" that I started to receive everything I asked for. Truth is, a lot of it are thoughts placed upon me during worship. I remember Pastor Paolo saying God knows what you need so always trust. And trust I did. I remember that visiting Pastor from Christchurch, NZ. It was the time of the earthquake and the church he was discipling was in need of a car so he gave them his. Two weeks later, he received one that he had been dreaming of for so long. Of course, this is more than just asking God for material things, as I learned, even peace of mind and heart can be attained if it is freely given to those who need it.

It's too good a realization not to share.

The four day weekend gave me some time to think and for once they were nice thoughts. They were thoughts that were finally on the positive side, how everything in life has finally been coming my way again. For weeks, maybe months, all those weekends I didn't write about things I loved or things I knew for sure, I stayed away from the compose window because I was afraid my negativity would seep through the keyboards and infect anyone who read this blog. I tried limiting myself to product reviews, makeup looks and event reports because they were impersonal and I didn't need to link it to myself. But here I am now, I am finally once again energized, refreshed, happy, generous {I hope so!}, calm, rational and thinking with clarity. Thank you for this, Lord!

So over the week, I'd been thinking and here are my realizations that I hope would be of use to you too, my dearest reader someday.

1. You can get whatever you want in your life if you pray for it and put your mind into it. My friend J warned me of negative things I said when I'm annoyed. He always said that things have a way of being self-fulfilling prophecies and the Universe will not be able to determine if that's what you want or don't want so always fill your mind and lips with things you actually want. I know I've read about it from Rhonda Byrne's The Secret and whether there's a scientific explanation to it or not, it can't hurt to try! After all, yes we need to be realistic but I don't see any point in trying to dwell on what's not making us happy.

There were some things I asked for months ago and I asked God for a sign. It took me and everything else more than a month and when it finally came, it was like a lightning that went down on me while I was at an intersection waiting for a green light. It wasn't what I asked for per se but it couldn't be any clearer than what it was and for that I am beyond grateful.

 Remember this sign, now and always.

2. You can get whatever you want with the right tone and pitch of voice. That said, and especially if you're talking to a member of the male species, talk in a neutral tone, don't nag, sound as if you're in a business meeting and don't go up eight octaves. 

3. Perception Management is key to anywhere. And probably one of the hardest things to work on. And while it's true that what other people think of you is none of your business, well --- let's just say it will always follow you like a shadow.

4. There will be always some bad decision that you made in the past that will haunt you. But my dearest, the only way out of it is to forgive yourself. 

5. It's really hard to be kind, but harder not to be. I always tell myself that I will try to be kind every single day but it is hard, even when there are days that I literally bite my lip so that the moment will just pass me by and I will forget whatever mean thing that I was going today but there are times that it escapes and well, there's always tomorrow. A good friend once said kindness is a struggle. I believe that but there is nothing in the world that's unachievable.

6. You are not your past, you are not your father who left you and you are not your issues. Give yourself a break and breathe and let go.

7. Take cues from the little things. I tried about three times today to book a vacation that has been on my mind lately and by some twist of fate, it wouldn't go through. And then I realized that I had one up in front of me, waiting to be worked on and the one I'd asked for more times than I did the one I tried to book. I took it as a sign.

8. The more you know what you want, the lesser things you don't want upset you. - Bill Murray / Bob Harris | Lost in Translation

9. Surprise yourself. I had the biggest {good} surprise of my life this week. Hopefully it stays this way for a long, long time.

10. There's more to life than our personal woes. And as I found out, the cure for that is to busy oneself with helping others. Really.

11. Make friends with yourself. Best idea ever.

What do you know for sure, my love?


We've got a winner!

>> Friday, November 2, 2012

As promised, I'll be choosing the winner of the BDJ Box tonight so here it is!


Congratulations, @myangelmariel! You won the BDJ Box!
your name, shipping address and contact #.



{FOTD} Goody Two Shoes

>> Thursday, November 1, 2012

You know when they say you can pretend until you believe you are one?

I'd been toying around the idea of the perfect good girl makeup and so far, this is one of my attempts in obtaining a look the says "I'm a good girl who knows how to apply makeup," as opposed to makeup being the enemy of meekness and simplicity {well, IKR?}.

Kiehl's Blue Herbal Line
VMV Armada Face SPF45

shu uemura loose powder
  Benefit Blush  in Sugarbomb
Benefit High Beam highlighter

Bobbi Brown eyeshadow in Navajo {light}
L'oreal Pink eyeshadow
Fanny Serrano purple eyeshadow

shiseido brow pencil in brown
MAC brow set in Girl Boy

Maybelline Liquid Eyeliner
Maybelline Volum Express Cat Eyes Mascara

Kiehl's Lip Balm #1 in Mango
shu uemura x Karl Lagerfeld lipstick in Celebrity Beige

Oh and on this day, I used the purple variant of the Kerastase Elixir Ultime and I love the way my hair is so light!

Love lots,
Goody Two Shoes



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