Over the course of my years writing about beauty products, I've tried some weird ones. Décolletage masks. Hairy gels. Oils of all kinds.
This one is the weirdest.
You should probably see it for yourself.
I love bright lips, but I do not love applying lipstick only to have it disappear moments later. In this episode for Allure Insiders: how to make your red lipstick last.
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I'm not a huge runner; we know this. But this weather…it makes me want to at least pretend to be. Right down the street from our house is a woody trail that wraps around a lake, and it's so beautiful and peaceful at this time of year that I actually crave getting out there with a pair of sneakers, a pair of headphones, and perhaps Virgil (Lucy, as you can probably imagine, isn't exactly the athletic type).
This is very weird for me. But it feels so good.
Now, full disclosure, lest you think I've gone and replaced Jordan with some kind of Exercise Bot: When it comes to running, I max out at about 20 minutes and usually don't even hit that…but it's not really the length of time that I spend running that matters to me; it's how even a short jog makes me feel.
Citybound in Ann Taylor jacket; Nine West boots. (I am aware I own too many purses.)
I forgot I owned these boots. I bought them at Nine West years ago, when we still lived in the city, and wore them into the ground, and then they went into our attic one summer and disappeared behind a box, only to be rediscovered when I was clearing stuff out for our yard sale.
No, totally kidding. These are not walking shoes. They are, however, FABULOUS shoes, and that is what a pair of flats tucked into your purse for the train ride home (when your feet have had the biscuit, so to speak) are for. (These foldable flats, by the way, are really great.)
For the final day of my turn hosting Kipling's Always On launch at Grand Central, I went for the kind of outfit you can really only wear when the temperature is just right: warm enough for shorts without tights, cold enough to make thigh-high boots not look ridiculous (or at least not more ridiculous than they already do; and of course I mean that in a good way), a floaty blouse, and no jacket because we haven't quiiiite arrived at jacket-wearing weather yet.
And because there's no reason to wear one bag when you can wear two, I carried a grey tote for all my stuff (camera, iPad, the aforementioned flat shoes), and tucked a burgundy crossbody (best color? best color) inside for apres-event activities…which, if we're going to be honest here, consisted of a slice of Two Boots, a large sangria in a to-go cup and an US Weekly, but that sounds like a party to me.
