Annie Walton Doyle

Inside everyone is a little bit of a Francophile, right? French things are just good and that’s that.

It’s a prime example of what I’ve known all along: that the true crime interest and the niceness of a person are not mutually exclusive.

Lash stain: what the hell. Am I right?

Of all of the supposed beauty “problems” in the world, for me, roots are really the least “problematic.” In fact, I love mine dearly.

It’s official: I have bleached my hair to the point of no return. It can be bad: not cute and fluffy, but damaged and crazy.

Sometimes with skincare, it’s the satisfying science speak which lulls you into a state of security.

Who could have predicted at the turn of the century that one of the biggest (if not the biggest) trends in makeup would be contouring?

You can’t fight it so embrace it: Fluffy winter hair.

Not often am I willing to declare myself as any sort of spokeswoman, but I am happy to speak for all of us when I say: thank Baby J winter is endin