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making faces :: my red carpet face

ok, there wasn't actually a red carpet at saturday's "conversion" premiere, but how many times does someone get to see their very own movie on a big screen for the first time? so you're damn right i was going to take the opportunity to get camera ready.

i got all dressed up in a summery little number from betsey johnson in black and magenta- quite possibly my favourite colour combination when it comes to clothing, at least on me. [that love of very saturated, bright, cool magenta might indeed lend credence to the idea that my sci/art colour match is bright winter, to return to that theme for a moment.] since the dress was pretty bold and high contrast, i figured the rest of me should fall in line.

to get things started, i really have to sing the praises of giorgio armani's fluidmaster primer, which is my go-to special occasion primer. i've spoken about it before, but it really is like applying good magic to your face. it smoothes, it evens, it reduces unwanted shine and gives you a flawless base from which to work. and it makes your makeup last perfectly throughout the night. so even later on, when we headed out for a post-screening tipple, i didn't have to touch up. that, folks, is a lady's secret weapon.

i used my stalwart guerlain parure de lumiere foundation [shade 01, which isn't available in any other guerlain foundations i've found in canada and is a lovely match for me] and nars radiant creamy concealer to take care of the effects of a nerve-induced sleepless night before.

to make sure that my facial architecture looked "just so", i used chanel "notorious" ombre contraste, a soft lavender taupe, to contour under my cheekbones and around my temples and jaw line and the new shade "delice" a pearly highlighter in the joues contraste formula along my cheekbones. of course, i also needed a little bit of colour to stand up to the intensity of the dress i was wearing, so i called on my new best friend, dior cremeblush in "pareo". i absolutely adore the effect of this + "delice".



for the eyes, i didn't want anything incredibly vibrant, but i did want a subtle range of colour. i used rouge bunny rouge "bashful flamingo" all over my lid to give a slightly pink-toned neutral base. although you can't see it too well in the shadows, i also added a very light wash of chantecaille's "basalt" for subtle shimmer, especially on the inner corners. on the outer part of the eye, i used le metier de beaute "fire lily" applied lightly for a soft, rosy tone and deepened the colour in the crease with the deep brown shade from guerlain "les bois de rose". i added even more depth to the outer "v" of my eyes with the black shade from armani's "neo-black" palette. i turned to mac "dazzlelight" as a highlighter along the browbone, since it's one of those shades that just never fails me, no matter what it's combined with. so there is quite a lot of colour going on, even though it's not all obvious. a quick swipe of mac "on the hunt" liquid liner and yves st. laurent "baby doll" mascara and the eyes were done. so there's actually a fair amount going on there, even though the effect is quite restrained.



to finish things off, i knew i wanted to sport a statement lip, but something simple, that wouldn't have me wondering if it still looked good later in the night. when i need something bold and reliable, i turn to my rouge d'armani collection and #402, a full-power pink-red with a satiny sheen is one of my favourites. it's also one of those colours that tends to make people tell me i look healthier- brightens up the rest of my face, i suppose.



a little dusting of nars "light reflecting setting powder" and it's off to the party, ready for the paparazzi. [i did try to at least smooth/ style my hair a little, but the humidity had other ideas.]

ever made an especially special effort to get yourself gussied up for a special event? feel free to share your experiences in the comments!

[two things not shown in these photos, but probably worth mentioning: i wore chanel "taboo" nail polish, a deep vampy red with cool purple shimmer that i adore and, of course, i had on a pair of fluevog shoes, the sadly discontinued berlin "mitte" in black to complete the outfit.]

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