Annie Walton Doyle

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

If there’s one thing that makes me deeply proud of my generation (apart from our general anti-Brexit sentiment) it’s the newfound omnipresence high

Can you partake in the beauty industry — makeup, tutorials, magazines, and the oppressive standards they impose — and still feel good about your self-worth?

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

Sometimes with skincare, it’s the satisfying science speak which lulls you into a state of security.

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

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

Remember at the start of the year, when we all watched a teenager with a mouth full of Juvaderm bizarrely reclining in front of a fire that looks l

Writing my piece on the wonderful, amazing, superlative yet disappointingly evasive Seventeen Stay Time Foundation got me thinking.

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