During freshman year of high school, my literature class was required to read 1984 (or, to be absolutely correct, Nineteen Eighty-Four) by George Orwell. Some of the novel’s finer points probably went over our heads, but we grasped the main concepts. The story of protagonist Winston Smith and his doomed personal rebellion against “Big Brother” and the Party that governs every detail of his life is a powerful one, even if you’re just fourteen years old and don’t really know all the historical context that surrounded the writing of the book. Continue reading
There are so, so many beauty and fragrance and hair and skincare products on the market that no one can possibly keep track of them, much less write about all of them. I usually prefer to concentrate on recommending products that have pleased me, rather than complaining about products that have disappointed me, but this post will be one of my exceptions to that loose rule.
If you’ve been buying and wearing cosmetics any time between 1971 and now, you may have come across Clinique’s Almost Lipstick in Black Honey. One of the company’s best-selling products, it’s billed as a universally flattering sheer lip color. The Black Honey shade was always just a bit too “warm” for my skintone, but I admired its versatility for most wearers, not to mention its longevity.
Over the past year or so, cosmetics brands from Revlon to Chanel and back have released sheer lipstick lines. So when Clinique recently announced a launch of seven new “honey” shades of Almost Lipstick, inspired by the now-clasic Black Honey, I thought, good for them: they deserve a piece of the current sheer lipstick action, since they set the trend the first time around. Continue reading
With gratitude to those who have served and sacrificed.
Image: Children Marching with Soldiers in a Memorial Day Parade, an illustration from the Elson-Gray Basic Reader (1931), via Corbis.
My latest post on Now Smell This is a review of Âmes Sœurs from Joya. You can read it here.
It’s been nearly a year since the retrospective exhibition of Alexander McQueen’s designs at the Metropolitan Museum of Art, and I’m still haunted by McQueen’s artistry and the magical way it was showcased. Continue reading