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.

Is there any makeup as synonymous with the twenty-teens as eyebrows?

Blurred lip lines make your mouth look plumper in a natural, non-Juvadermed way (pretty), plus makes it look like you’ve just been making out (further proof you are pretty — as if you needed it).

Many criticize Geordie Shore as entertainment in its lowest form: fights, drinking, people falling over, nudity, swearing, and “bucking” (sexual intercourse). Yet, to me, it is so much more than that. As a fully qualified human woman, I can’t help myself analyzing the show through feminist-tinted glasses. The decisions and attitudes of the “family” represent, to me, a new kind of feminism.

Writing my piece on the wonderful, amazing, superlative yet disappointingly evasive Seventeen Stay Time Foundation got me thinking.

I think it’s safe to say that I’m coming to the end of my blond

Lash stain: what the hell. Am I right?

In much the same way I feel about my eyebrows, I feel perpetual dissatisfaction with my lips.