Red lip roundup


My (growing) collection.

I love red lipstick. It’s probably because my preferred aesthetic (other than “alien xenologist observing your customs with bemusement”) is “white girl from a morally troubled era”. The ’50s– love the look, hate the racism, etc. Theoretical style icons include Betty Draper, Christina circa Back to Basics, and the usual run of thigh-higher pinup girls.

The closest thing I’ve got to a signature makeup look is Ruby Woo, worn with a lazy wash of shimmery neutral shadows and a thin swipe of kohl. But “dehistoricized ’50s fantasy” isn’t the only narrative I’ll invoke when I paint my lips, and I’ve got a lot of other reds in my arsenal. I’ll review them in-depth in some future posts. But I couldn’t resist showing them off now.

(L-R): Urban Decay 69, Urban Decay Gash, Nyx Chic Red, Nyx Hebe, MAC Ruby Woo, MAC Lady Danger, MAC Dare You, NARS Dressed to Kill

(L-R): Urban Decay 69, Urban Decay Gash, Nyx Chic Red, Nyx Hebe, MAC Ruby Woo, MAC Lady Danger, MAC Dare You, NARS Dressed to Kill

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Hi, or whatever.

I’m Lucia— a grad student, antiquity junkie, and lazy Ravenclaw with some barely suppressed goth-girl tendencies. My main vices include red lipstick, tacky puns (see title), overused em-dashes, and a tendency to ascribe moral content to productivity. (Which basically makes me a huge sinner.)

These little quirks are all vaguely connected— I mean, I color-code my homework with lipstick, matching color family to academic task. Red’s for presentations; blue for hardcore “archival” work— see, I’ve never been a huge fan of planners. Every finals season, I smother my face with thick Swan Lake-y makeup every time I sit down to “write”. See, I’ve had writer’s block since maybe puberty— so now I eyeline my feelings instead.

Blue lips for Ovid

But here I’m not in the library– fresh from a Latin poetry final, actually! That’s Kat von D’s Studded Kiss Lipstick in Poe, layered over Urban Decay eyeliner in Abyss. And then on top of that, I put Inglot lipstick in 291 and Iglot AMC lipgloss in 546.

I’m hoping this blog will make me, if not a better student, than at least not a worst one. But mostly it exists because I’ve got an unreasonable quantity of makeup, and a decent camera. I figure I’d better swatch some things for, you know, the public good.

So I’ll be posting reviews: high-end, indie, and drugstore. Swiping lipstick up and down my arm. Daydreaming in lurid prose about all the pretty things I’d buy, if I didn’t have to buy things like eyedrops and sandwich stuff. I’ll be messing around with eyeshadow on my asymmetrical Asian mono-lids— very possibly my most #problematic feature from the standpoint of normative, all-the-tutorials-work-for-you beauty. I’ll even nerd out with a few historical and literature-inspired looks— Pre-Raphaelite paintings, the Classic of Poetry, that kind of stuff. (Also? Probably Harry Potter.) Expect a lot of Resting Bitch Face selfies and the occasional rant, written in the style of a Tumblr user who’s taken a history pro-seminar.

I’ve just finished a ten-week-long Latin nerd camp, so right now my ultimate baby beauty blogger dream is to recreate Ovid’s whitening compound, from the Medicamina Faciei Feminae (Cosmetics for the Feminine Face). But I’d have to figure out how to acquire some horn of a stag. Let me know if you come up with any workable substitutes….