Annie Walton Doyle
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Annie Walton Doyle Articles
During such trying times, there is one trusty frenemy whose shadowy presence always sneaks back into my life. Benzoyl peroxide, I wish I knew how to quit you.
Read...Remember your first foray into the makeup world? Everything was more fun then. Colors were chosen in a magpie-like fashion.
Read...It’s a prime example of what I’ve known all along: that the true crime interest and the niceness of a person are not mutually exclusive.
Read...Of all of the supposed beauty “problems” in the world, for me, roots are really the least “problematic.” In fact, I love mine dearly.
Read...In the aisles of a drugstore, one’s instinct is almost magpie-rial. Glitter! Neon! Caramel-scented!
Read...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.
Read...Being a “strong” and “empowered” woman is so hot right now.
Read...Self-care is a phrase so enthusiastically tossed about as of late that in many ways it has lost all meaning. In the same way “wellness” has gone, the concept now seems vague and fuzzy, somehow ineffable.
Read...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.
Read...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.
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