Annie Walton Doyle

Lash stain: what the hell. Am I right?

Take your makeup love to its logical conclusion via a sensory attack on all fronts. Smelling like old ladies' handbags and young ladies' dressing tables and powder puffs and lipstick bullets has never been so easy as it is right now. It’s the scent family I call "makeup perfume."

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.

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

As someone with a longstanding and deep love of a shine-face, powder blush has always been somewhat of a problem area for me.

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

Being a Drag Queen isn't one-size-fits-all femininity. Not all real life women are glamorous and fabulous at all times, nor should we feel we have to be.

There seems to be something about being a Millennial that is making me depressed. Our childhoods have left us particularly unprepared for the "real world."

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

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.