Annie Walton Doyle

On the difficult and important topic of highlighter, I’m torn.

During such trying times, there is one trusty frenemy whose shadowy presence always sneaks back into my life. Benzoyl peroxide, I wish I knew how to quit you.

There is literally no disadvantage to being confident. It’ll make you happier, more successful, a better friend, a better person.

In life, there’s not much I love more than a good bitch. I’d take a mean, hilarious person over a “nice” bland-y any day of the week.

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

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

The wonderful thing about knitting is that it combines mindfulness with mindlessness. You have to concentrate, sure, but you can easily lose yourself.

As someone with a longstanding and deep love of a shine-face, powder blush has always been somewhat of a problem area for me.

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

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).