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making faces :: channeling my inner leprechaun


to be honest, while i'm almost entirely of celtic stock, it's more scottish and welsh than irish, but that doesn't mean i don't feel some kinship with the isle of eire, especially on this, their massively successful exported holiday.

in fact, i thought of being all know-it-all and dressing/ making myself up in blue, since that's actually the original colour associated with the day, but the fact is that i think green looks better on me, plus it's more associated with spring in general. so for once, i went with the popular tide. 

i also went kind of bright, since it was a clear, sunny day and i figured it was time to take some bolder favourites out of hibernation. here's what i did: 
products used 

face ::
marcelle new age foundation "ivory"
smashbox high definition liquid concealer "fair/ light"

eyes :: 
mac e/s "prized"* [light warm ivory]
mac e/s "sweet & punchy"* [shimmery light chartreuse]
mac e/s "bio green" [bright grassy green]
mac e/s "sassy grass"* [bright true green]
yves st. laurent e/s "slate green" [emerald green with blue shimmer]
mac superslick liquid liner "on the hunt" [black]
guerlain powder eye kohl "black"
chanel inimitable intense mascara

cheeks ::
mac blush "my highland honey"* [warm peach]
lips ::
mac sheen supreme l/s "sheer mandarin" [yellow orange]

*suggested alternates :: prized = nars edie; sweet & punchy = nars rated r; sassy grass = inglot #331; my highland honey =  chanel espeigle [pinker]

dom pointed out that i actually looked rather like an irish flag today and although that wasn't what i set out to do, he is right...

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