Annie Walton Doyle

Can you partake in the beauty industry — makeup, tutorials, magazines, and the oppressive standards they impose — and still feel good about your self-worth?

It’s surely well known by now that the age of the heavily drawn on, perfectly angled eyebrow is coming to an end.

Being a “strong” and “empowered” woman is so hot right now.

Remember your first foray into the makeup world? Everything was more fun then. Colors were chosen in a magpie-like fashion.

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

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

In the aisles of a drugstore, one’s instinct is almost magpie-rial. Glitter! Neon! Caramel-scented!

Self-care is a phrase so enthusiastically tossed about as of late that in many ways it has lost all meaning. In the same way “wellness” has gone, the concept now seems vague and fuzzy, somehow ineffable.

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