Annie Walton Doyle

It’s official: I have bleached my hair to the point of no return. It can be bad: not cute and fluffy, but damaged and crazy.

There is literally no disadvantage to being confident. It’ll make you happier, more successful, a better friend, a better person.

Do you have a good side? I definitely don’t have a preferred “side.” I am sometimes pictures of myself for my job, and I don’t know which side is better.

Aside from knitting and prescribed medications, beauty products are the thing that helps me out the most during a bout of depression. Sound crazy? Read on.

My struggles with eyebrows have been well documented over the years.

In much the same way I feel about my eyebrows, I feel perpetual dissatisfaction with my lips.

It’s surely well known by now that the age of the heavily drawn on, perfectly angled eyebrow is coming to an end.

Inside everyone is a little bit of a Francophile, right? French things are just good and that’s that.

I think it’s safe to say that I’m coming to the end of my blond