When it came to beauty in my twenties, I always kept things simple. Having spent high school and college immersing myself in every off-kilter product imaginable, I left the glitter, candy colors, and my sense of cosmetic adventure behind for new ways to look polished but never done. It’s the only way to go once you hit adulthood, I thought. But, the amount of product and effort it took to fake “no-makeup makeup” is not nearly as fun as the alternative, so once 2018 rolled around, I found myself eager to leave the basics behind.
Enter Fenty Beauty: In Rihanna’s world, where a wide range of swirling shades and colors belong, mixing textures and “going for it” is actively encouraged. Who can look at the blingy gold Trophy Wife highlighter or the vibrant crimson Stunna Lip Paint without wanting to play? Her latest, Mattemoiselle Plush Matte Lipstick, keeps the unapologetically bold vibe going with Crayola-worthy hues like periwinkle Ya Dig?! and terracotta Freckle Fiesta. Never one to shy away from the unexpected, Rihanna has experienced the full rainbow of lip color. As for the rest of us who aren’t pop royalty? I wasn’t so sure.
So, I tested out my first lip shade, the blinding orange Saw-C and was immediately taken aback by my reflection in the mirror: a mouth full of matte tangerine that screamed, “Look at me!” It was not anything like my go-to shade, Rouge Dior’s rosy brown Saint Germain, that sits firmly on my vanity. Though I’d only intended to wear it in my parent’s house, I found myself second-guessing the choice. For me, it’s easier to layer on ten bright eyeshadows, which I can smartly shield behind my thick-framed spectacles, than walk about in a statement lipstick. Screw it, I thought (another Bad Gal–approved mantra), and I swiped the equally vibrant Chili Mango Match Stix Shimmer Skinstick onto my cheeks and lids before walking out the door.
What followed was a crash course in makeup-as-a-conversation-starter. After years of taupes and nudes and the occasional purple manicure, I had forgotten how much of a reaction makeup can provoke. Suddenly, it seemed as though everyone had an opinion. “Whoa there, Rainbow Brite!” screamed a neighbor upon seeing me in the monochromatic mandarin. “I like it!” (I smiled, in spite of the ’80s cartoon reference.) The next day, the hot fuchsia Candy Venom prompted my Uber driver to say I looked “dope,” while the bruise brown PMS, a hue that plays well with a layer of bronzer and winged black liner, got me kudos from a friend who is also a makeup artist. The reviews weren’t all positive. The frosty lilac One of the Boyz made my sister blurt out, on Christmas Eve no less, “You look like you’re wearing sidewalk chalk on your lips.” The minty Midnight Wasabi? “I mean, I don’t hate it,” announced a skeptical acquaintance midway through a holiday party. “You’re reminding me to eat my vegetables, so that’s a plus.”
No longer able to blend into the crowd, my lipstick choices were forcing me to engage with the world around me. I found myself chatting with strangers about eyeshadow techniques, application processes—once I even returned the thumbs-up sign to a band of mall goths who approved of my inky navy Clapback. My trial took me online, too: In search of fresh ideas, I found myself heading down a rabbit hole of YouTube tutorials and Reddit forums, and becoming a part of the beauty community in a way I hadn’t been since my collegiate days on Makeupalley.
After a week of playing in Rih’s world, I feel different. Emboldened by the varied responses, I find myself reaching for all makeup brands with newfound energy. Call it the Rihanna Effect or a colorful variation on the “new year, new you” mantra many are singing this month. Either way, I am ready to have some fun in 2018. Because isn’t that what being an adult is all about?Read more at:http://www.sheindressau.com/wedding-dresses-sydney | http://www.sheindressau.com/wedding-dresses-brisbane