If you’ve ever read this blog before, you’re aware of my eyelash obsession. I would shave my head before I would pluck out all my lashes. Every time I lose a lash and make a wish on it, I wish that I don’t lose any more eyelashes. I don’t have great lashes, hence my mascara obsession. I’ve wanted lash extensions for years. Years. And today, it finally happened.
As promised via Twitter, I’m back. I disappeared so that I could take some time to get used to my new schedule and come up with a coherent plan for what I wanted the new Productista to be. I’m hereby devoted to writing about tips, tricks, trends and the occasional product obsession. I’m no pro, but I’ve certainly spent more than my fair share of time of playing with product. I mean this now more than ever: Ask me questions. You guys can drive the content of this site.
If you’ve been reading this blog for pretty much any length of time, you’re aware that I am not a morning person in the slightest. The first three nights of my new job I came home, showered, ate and went straight to bed. Being awake before 8 is an incredibly difficult thing for me to cope with. When I learned that I would be starting at Lancôme, I promptly bought myself a Keurig machine. (I’m currently drinking Gloria Jean’s Buttered Toffee. Noms.) This thing takes me from zombie to human in no time flat. I adore it.
You might have noticed that I’ve been a bit, er, distant lately. It’s not you, it’s me. I’ve been keeping a little secret from you, and I’m finally ready to let the cat out of the bag: I’ve accepted a position at L’Oréal, and I couldn’t be happier about it. This means, of course, that there will be some changes to Productista, which is why I’ve been taking some time off. For the most part, I won’t be reviewing products anymore due to conflict of interest issues. Instead, I’ll post about trends, tricks and other beauty-related goodness. I can’t thank you enough for coming on this journey with me.
Hi, beauties. Happy March! Sorry it took me four days to tell you. I helped a pal move and paint her place, then I moved and now my mom’s here visiting and helping me furnish my tiny, adorable, perfect new pad. I’m using the internet at her hotel to write this post. Aren’t moms the best? Anyway, the balm I’m reviewing today is one I spent months and months looking for, and it was well worth the energy.
I live in a world where primers are appreciated and adored. I can’t fathom foundation or eyeshadow without primers. I don’t like looking in the mirror at the end of the day and realizing that my shadow’s creased and my base has long since dissolved and disappeared. Primers save me that horror.