Annie Walton Doyle

Lash stain: what the hell. Am I right?

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

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.

Of all of the supposed beauty “problems” in the world, for me, roots are really the least “problematic.” In fact, I love mine dearly.

Who could have predicted at the turn of the century that one of the biggest (if not the biggest) trends in makeup would be contouring?

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

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.

Being a “strong” and “empowered” woman is so hot right now.

You can’t fight it so embrace it: Fluffy winter hair.