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making faces :: a warm glow

it happened today. i went outside to find that i had overestimated the temperature because of the lovely, honey-amber sunlight and azure sky. when i first left my building and started on my voyage to find coffee, i was filled with a sense of the poetry of the early winter, the chill in the air, the brightening of the cheek, the increased coursing of blood through my body. i think i even smiled as i relished how very clean the city air felt- though i knew it was the same air that always met me, a decline in temperature always serves to mask its impurities.

and then i walked around the corner and met mr. southwesterly gust. goodbye poetry of early winter, hello muttering to myself in the "cursive tense".

i had a warm enough sweater on, but the problem was it wasn't warm enough for today. and i'd gotten cocky, eschewing scarf and hat, thinking "i'm just going for a quick walk", although even then, thoughts of a sunday afternoon stroll had entered my head. in fact, not only did i fail to stroll, but i ended up buying my coffee from the slightly seedy shop that never has enough product on its shelves rather than going to the proper store that has packed shelves although, it must be said, very few varieties of coffee. [i miss moonbean in toronto, my all-purpose coffee and tea haven.]

it's amazing how being inadequately dressed can turn a person from a contented and potentially creative  soul into a snarky git in a hurry. and that's exactly what happened to me.

now that i'm safely inside again, i'm back to thinking kind thoughts about early winter [we'll see if that holds this week, when i get to make the trek from bus stop to office every day down a street that is the very definition of wind tunnel]. the pre-yuletide weather does make me think of robust cuisine with lots of root vegetables and warming spices. and of mulled wine. and of baking. and generally of things that radiate warmth and cosiness.

which is probably why, on one of our first really chilly days a little while ago, i chose to play around with some colours that evoked that same mood.

although i'm taking a break from reviewing something brand new, i do have to mention that i think  this look is made by the use of "red hot", one of guerlain's "rose aux joues" blushes released alongside their fall collection. this one was a bit of a departure for me, not just because the shade is a bit deep for my milksop complexion, but because it also looks very warm in the pan. nevertheless, i felt like i wanted to take a chance on it. i get like that sometimes when i see something that looks completely unlike anything else i have in my collection and while this often leads me down the path to aesthetic disaster, in this case, the choice was inspired.

"red hot" delivers a lot of colour, but i found it could very easily be applied with a light hand and layered. that said, i really like that rosy-cheeked effect, like you've gone for a nice, healthy hike in the hills, without actually having to freeze your tush off. although the shade looks very warm in the pan, it seemed to immediately meld with my cooler undertones, so what was resulted was actually something that did look very fresh and outdoorsy [or warmed from within by a hot toddy]. photos don't do it justice and, indeed, i think that i like this one even more than "pink punk".

playing on that warm & glowy theme, i used two of my favourite warmest and glowy-est colours- ellis faas "e303" and rouge bunny rouge "abyssinian catbird". for some reason on me "abyssinian catbird" really does read as a rich bronze and you don't see much of the khaki/ green tones that seem to be evident on everyone else. in this case, i decided to just go with that and pair it with a much more golden bronze, so that they could just be happy and complementary and non-green-tinged together.

and, of course, the look wouldn't be complete without a lovely warm red lip. in this case, i went with a long-time guerlain favourite, "gardner", which was limited, but is almost identical to the new permanent shade "gisela". 

here's a complete list of what i used for this: 

the base :: 
gosh velvet touch anti-aging primer
diorskin nude hydrating concealer "01"
diorskin forever compact flawless perfection fusion wear makeup spf "010"
ahem. there is some form of liquid foundation being used here, but i've been working with several lately and i didn't write down which one i used here. le sigh. 

the eyes :: 
mac e/s "manila paper" [gold-tinged parchment]*
ellis faas light e/s "e303" [shimmery rich golden bronze]
rbr e/s "abyssinian catbird" [tarnished bronze]
chanel e/s "khaki vert" [deep dirty khaki green]
urban decay e/s "darkhorse" [dark chocolate brown with gold sparkle]
tarina tarantino e/l "sparkling ammunition" [shimmery dark olive]
givenchy noir couture mascara

the cheeks ::
guerlain rouse aux joues blush "red hot" [bright burnt red]

the lips :: 
guerlain rouge g l/s "gardner" [deep, warm brown-red]*

*suggested alternates :: manila paper = mac dazzlelight [more white] or nylon [frostier, more yellow]; gardner = guerlain gisela

Comments

anahdara said…
today was definitely a cold one!

i like how the blush looks on you...i find the overall look kind of has the effect of a portrait from the 17th century.
Kate MacDonald said…
I definitely felt like one of those rosy-cheeked heroines from classical literature when I was wearing it, although strangely, I never felt like I had an obvious "bright blush" or a doll-cheeks effect going. Absolutely crazy for this colour at the moment.

And if it's a choice between that and getting the same effect on my cheeks and my nose by venturing outside, I am all about the fake.

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