Annie Walton Doyle

It’s funny to think that sometimes I don’t have the energy to get off the couch, or to buy groceries, yet my face is constantly using said energy t

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

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

If there’s one thing that makes me deeply proud of my generation (apart from our general anti-Brexit sentiment) it’s the newfound omnipresence high

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

Let this idea appeal to your insubordinate nature: the world wants me to not like my face, so guess what? I’ve decided I like it. Take that, world!

Those weird bendy rollers you’ve never used are actually a Hot Tip for adding texture to damaged hair.

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

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.