Annie Walton Doyle

In life, there’s not much I love more than a good bitch. I’d take a mean, hilarious person over a “nice” bland-y any day of the week.

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

Is there any makeup as synonymous with the twenty-teens as eyebrows?

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."

Remember your first foray into the makeup world? Everything was more fun then. Colors were chosen in a magpie-like fashion.

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.

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."

Those weird bendy rollers you’ve never used are actually a Hot Tip for adding texture to damaged hair.