So you know how you get bored and have random makeovers/photoshoots?
Sure you do. Or if you really don’t, try living alone in rural Japan for over a year. You take up a shitload of hobbies.
This little endeavor exercised like three of my hobbies/interests – fashion, makeup, photography. Note that I’m still learning/experimenting with all of them.
In this case: baby plays with aperture for the first time. Gives a nice 90s, polaroid look to my despicably unaesthetic apartment.
Nothing can be done for that horrific couch, though.
Shit, did I say three interests? I meant four: music plays a role in this as well.
I’d been meaning to do a look based on Troye Sivan’s “Bite” for a minute (is it not the sexiest fucking song ever?) and finally threw this together with additional inspiration from Glam&Gore‘s pointed lip look (video linked at the bottom).
The song has a sort of funhouse-y feel to it, so the look’s a little clownish and…well, the word “unsettling” comes to mind. Off-putting. Pierrette meets vamp.
Still, personally I would totally wear this kinda look out. Stranger things have happened.
Couldn’t resist including the “sex” industrial.
Also btw (bonus points for continuity) I used the Dutch Braid Pigtails from my last tutorial, this time binding the braids off at the nape.
Makeup-wise, I used an Urban Decay Book of Shadows palette for the eyes, some crazy Japanese drugstore liquid liner, an Anastasia Brow Powder Duo, and…well, believe it or not Mac’s Matte Royale for the lips…
They’re blue, okay, just…purple in the pictures. (Hi aperture I still don’t really know what you do or if this is even your fault.) And for lack of black lipstick/paints I just made due with different eyeliners for the pointed lip. Not ideal, but it worked fine for a random weekday night photo-op.
The lashes were my first foray into Dolly Wink products…and holy shit they are incredible. The glue that came with them doesn’t dry totally clear though, so no bonus points there.
The dress (yes the same one from my first Halloween post ages ago) I got at a thrift store in Japan, and the jewelry is all random crap from the fabled 400 Yen store (RIP T_T) and shops in Shibuya. The gloves, laughably, I believe are from Claire’s from like…how old am I?…10 years ago Jesus.
This is what happens when I try to stay in on a Friday and be responsible. I still end up caking myself in makeup and wasting time.
I’m an adult.