Some days, I reject my usual defined makeup for something more aggressive and slap-dash. These are the days when I reach for the rich browns or deep blacks that hide in the corners of my favorite palettes. On powdered lids or a base of nude shadow, I pack a dark color at the outer lashline, blending outwards and upwards toward my crease. After most of the color on my brush has been deposited, I soften the outer edges of my half circle, and softly draw color inwards, toward the center of my lashline. This creates a wedge of intense color at the outer corner that fades at the edges. After an initial pass, I go back in for another round, intensifying the deepest parts of the shadow, and further softening the faded edges. By this point, the color has crept upward and outward, nearing the tail of my brows, and that’s just how I like it. I take a big fluffy brush and blend the edges again, using a little more nude shadow if I need to soften any harsh lines. Because, you know, I have to wear this makeup for the rest of the day, and I’m expected to look (mostly) sane while I’m teaching a dissection lab.
Where I Ought To Be 