late summer stop in the neitherworld

A test of Revlon's Photoready primer led to some cartoonish makeup today, with me attempting to channel both versions of Beetlejuice's Lydia Deetz. The primer itself is okay; smells kind of weird and didn't really help my problem with the Photoready foundation going on flaky or chunky in some spots. Also it does nothing to smooth out my complexion, but I don't really expect miracles here. However, the color match is MUCH better with the primer. (Without it, too much yellow. I really need a neutral, not pink or yellow, color, but most drugstore brands don't have neutral shades at all.)

Also, pay no attention to the godawful sloppy gel eyeliner, because I am still failing at it. The photos hide how messy it actually looks in person. I will never understand how people get such a lovely thick, precise line with liquid or gel liner.

hat: good question

swimsuit: Target

lipstick: Revlon

foundation: Revlon Photoready 002

primer: Revlon Photoready

powder: Maybelline ivory

concealer: Maybelline beige

eyeliner: Urban Decay pencil and 

Maybelline eye studio blackest black

mascara: Maybelline black

eyeshadow: some random palette

brows: eyeshadow as well, lol.

I need a good, matching brow color

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hear me whine about wine

A hierarchy of wine in my head, and it screams, NO RED. 

Luckily, Chamard Vineyards in Clinton had a very fine selection of whites for us to try on Sunday afternoon. Of the three wineries I visited this summer, this one was by far the most impressive, featuring neat, picturesque grounds, beautiful interiors, multiple tasting rooms, a bistro, sociable staff and really very high quality wine. (Also, actual parking, unlike some others. Clearly designed for visitors.) 

Personal recommendations: the light, unoaked Stone Cold White and their fantastic, incredibly sweet white port.

Regarding my outfit: A surprisingly working combo that would have been much better if not paired with sneakers. Later in the day, at a cousin's housewarming party in the area, I donned a brown sunhat to match (and apparently became overdressed for the occasion, even though all my stuff comes from cheapo juniors stores. Welp.)

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selfies on a farmer's market day

The art of taking my own picture with an iphone, I have yet to master it. Soon I'll bust out the actual DSLR and snap a decent outfit shoot for once, but for now, you can all suffer through my phone hijinks.

Today's look, mainly American Eagle (and a pair of bright orange Payless canvas shoes I had to bleach lighter; it was a matter of public service), took me downtown to shop the local farmer's market. I usually really enjoy the friendly atmosphere of fairs and this sort of thing, but damned if my fellow townspeople didn't sour it by acting like, well, themselves. "I've got somewhere to be gtfo my way" might as well have been tattooed on foreheads. Relax, people. There are like 2 booths here; it's not that serious.

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