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making faces :: inspired by david lynch

i remember the first time i saw "blue velvet". it was one of those experiences that stays with you, particularly in my case since it was an introduction to the world of david lynch. i was left altered, like i'd passed through an invisible barrier and couldn't go back and ever since, i've been fascinated with the world of films that simply bear the term "lynchian", now a catch-all for pictures that use the eerie, the unexpected, the bizarre and the disturbing. i got obsessed with "twin peaks", rushed to the theatre to see "wild at heart" [despite the fact that i have never liked either nicholas cage or laura dern] and have even put myself through some of his directorial low points, because, even when he's off, there's usually something, a picture, an image, a look he gets from one of his actors, that will inspire me.

when i originally saw "mulholland drive", i was at a point where i'd grown a little disenchanted. like a lot of people, i'd been infuriated by what happened in the second season of "twin peaks" and just how awful it got. [in retrospect, probably not his fault, but the result of a lot of network types interfering.] unlike a lot of people, i really hadn't enjoyed "lost highway", which was phenomenally tense and creepy for the first half and then played like a bad mtv sequence for the last half. but when "mulholland drive" came out, i knew it was still david lynch and i knew i wanted to see it.



a friend of mine thought it would be a funny idea to sneak alcohol into the theatre like we would have when we were teenagers, which would indeed have been an opportunity for hilarity if we had been doing anything but going to see a david lynch movie. i was aware immediately that i really enjoyed the film, but i also felt vaguely like someone had dropped a colony of spiders down the back of my shirt. metaphorical spiders.

certainly, one of the things that stuck with me was the pivotal sequence in the theatre with the performance of "crying" in spanish, which is at once so raw and moving and also so fake. it dovetails perfectly with the story, but it's also an iconic piece of "lynchian" filmmaking. the singer is dramatically made up in fiery shades of gold and red, perfect for a theatrical setting, but she's viewed through the eye of a camera, up close, so that the artifice is all too clear.

i got dom to watch the film with me again [probably my third or fourth time watching it at this point] a little while ago and the idea came to me to do a look for myself inspired by that scene. i say "inspired by", because even if i could recreate the look perfectly, it's not exactly something i can throw on and go grocery shopping. i figured i'd just take the principle elements- the colours and the equal emphasis on the eyes, cheeks and lips and see if i could come up with something that worked.

here's what i did.

the base
urban decay naked skin foundation "2.0"
smashbox high definition liquid concealer "fair/ light"
marcelle pressed powder "translucent"

eyes
tarina tarantino e/s "glinda's kiss" [bright white-gold]
mac e/s "motif" [golden peach with pink sheen]
mac e/s "sun blonde" [dirty mustard yellow]*
mac e/s "firecracker" [shimmery orange-red]*
le metier de beaute e/s "fig" [deep red-purple]
urban decay 24/7 eye liner "perversion" [black]
makeup forever concealer pencil "light/ medium"
cargo lash activator mascara

cheeks
mac powder blush "fever" [matte burgundy]
body shop bronzer "radiant glow" [bronzed pink]

lips
mac l/s "full body" [wine red]*

*suggested alternates :: sun blonde  = mac bright sunshine [brighter, yellower... really not a great dupe, but i can't think of a permanent shade that is]; firecracker = le metier "fire lily" [brighter, redder, deeper]; full body = mac "desire" [more purple] or nars "fast ride" [more sheer]

always fun to try something a little different. i'll have to see where else i can come up with inspiration...

Comments

very nice take on the winged look...
also really liking your hair!

i just recently got into watching twin peaks on netflix -- i had never even seen one episode previously. i felt really hooked, despite the madness of the second season. and at the end, i felt like something was just missing. but anyway, i found the makeup and hair inspiring....especially the trapezoidal hair!
Kate MacDonald said…
Thanks Shienelle! I was in high school when I originally saw Twin Peaks and I remember wishing that I could look anywhere near as glamourous as the high school girls there :=D

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