The shades of my Puritan ancestors are weeping at my attachment to material things. But if Clarissa can spend three hundred pages designing her own coffin, I can take thirteen lipsticks to England.
All of this, with the exception of the eyeshadow palette...
...fit into this, the clown car of makeup pouches:
NARS Habanera duo and Lhasa single; NYX After Party eyeshadow, Knight Jumbo Pencil, Jewel Slide-On Liner, and HD Primer; Maybelline Color Tattoo eyeshadow in Bad to the Bronze and Line Express black eye pencil; theBalm Nude 'Tude palette (at least one post on this in the works!). No mascara because I'm an idiot and forgot to pack it.
Surprise, surprise: NARS Mata Hari (left) and Coeur Battant blushes. I promise you'll see at least one new blush on this blog before long.
(Yes, that's a dinner plate on a shag rug. I'm lost without my usual photo backgrounds.)
Top row, left to right: Maybelline Vivids lipsticks in Brazen Berry, Vibrant Mandarin, and Vivid Rose; NYX Butter Glosses in Peach Cobbler and Raspberry Tart; Milani Color Statement Lipstick in Flamingo Pose.
Bottom row, left to right: Revlon Super Lustrous lipgloss in Super Natural; Revlon Matte Balm in Sultry; MAC Satin Lipstick in Pink Nouveau; Urban Decay Revolution Lipstick in Streak; Milani Lip Intense Liquid Color in Pink Rave; Revlon Lip Butter in Pink Truffle; NARS Velvet Matte Lip Pencil in Mysterious Red.
First row, left to right: OPI Eurso Euro; Chanel Tapage; Milani Vanilla Almond and Showy Sea-Green.
Second row: Essie Play Date, Big Spender, Ladylike, Resort Fling, and In the Cab-ana.
Third row: Revlon Quick Dry Top Coat; Sally Hansen Hard as Nails (which I use as a base coat).
Not pictured: nail file and clipper, two Target kabuki brushes, two eyeshadow brushes (one Sonia Kashuk, one Sephora), NARS sharpener for eye and lip pencils, Palmer's cocoa-butter lip balm, three perfume samples (Lush Tuca Tuca; Jo Malone Wild Bluebell and English Pear & Freesia).
And yes, I made it safely to England, where I am now battling jetlag to write a conference paper on temporality. The irony of this is not lost on me.
I end with the most British pair of signs I've ever seen, from the Birmingham airport: