full beat, nowhere to go

as seen in the photos below, i've been obsessing over the kathleenlights x morphe palette. unfortunately, it was limited edition... so sad. the quality of the eyeshadows is absolutely amazing. they are extremely pigmented, and very easy to blend. one of my favorite shades from the palette is the bright green shimmer one. 

i usually prefer bold eye looks, especially pink tones, although i wanted to see if i could create a neutral (well, at least my own version of neutral) look with brown and gold tones. surprisingly, i really loved how it came out.

(but pink tones still and always will have a special place in my heart)

eyes : kathleenlights x morphe palette, 

makeup geek cocoa bear, colourpop super 

shock shadow in kathleenlights

foundation : milani conceal and perfect foundation

highlight : makeup geek shimma shimma 

lips : colourpop ultra matte lip in love bug

eyes (left) : kathleenlights x morphe palette, 

makeup geek bitten and secret garden

eyes (right) : kathleenlights x morphe palette

foundation : milani conceal and perfect foundation

highlight : makeup geek shimma shimma 

lips : mac lipstick in retro

eyes : kathleenlights x morphe palette, 

makeup geek cocoa bear, colourpop super 

shock shadow in kathleenlights

foundation : milani conceal and perfect foundation

highlight : makeup geek shimma shimma 

lips : colourpop ultra matte lip in love bug

nostalgia

oh New York, how i miss your chaos.

i'm nostalgic for the air, the lights and the noise. i miss how the noise drowned out the anxiety and the unwanted thoughts. I miss the lights and how they didn't just light up the City like stars scattered in the universe, but how they lit me up inside as well. i miss the people, all so different and complex, with their own stories and thoughts and moments — a sense of sonder. i miss the subway and how everything felt so accessible, how it was so easy for me to navigate the veins of the City, as if I've always known how. i miss the thrill you get from crossing the street with a sense of purpose, the thrill from standing in the middle of Times Square with the bright city lights and the blue of people encasing you in a world of your own. i miss the loud laughter and fast-paced movement, always keeping you on your toes in the best way. i miss the unapologetic nature of everything and everyone their. their passions, their attitude, their fashion and mannerisms. i miss how the streets smell after the rain, how it reminds you of flowers being watered instead of inconvenience and nuisance. i miss how everything about being there is as if you're living in a film — not how things are perfect, but how hopeful it feels, how romanticized the city itself is. i miss the sense of love you feel in the City; romantic, platonic, ambiguous. it smells of opportunities and the possibility of beautiful moment everywhere you look, anywhere you are. New York to me, is home. not because I was born there, or because I've been there more than once, it's home because during that one amazing week in the city that never sleeps, I found myself.