Annie Walton Doyle

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?

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.

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

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

Remember at the start of the year, when we all watched a teenager with a mouth full of Juvaderm bizarrely reclining in front of a fire that looks l

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

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.

Aside from knitting and prescribed medications, beauty products are the thing that helps me out the most during a bout of depression. Sound crazy? Read on.

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.

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