Don't you love my terrible cliche post titles? I'm like the cheesiest person ever.
Here's the thing.
I really wanted to like the L'Oreal HIP Kohl Eyeliner. Like, for realz, I wanted to like it.
The shadow itself was a great intense navy blue with shimmer and I was having all kinds of fantasies about my smoky eyes and whatnot. The applicator was interesting, basically a conical stick to which the loose powder sticks and then you apply it to your eyelids.
Let's just say it was a big FAIL.
Normally, when I go out with my husband, I'm given maybe ten minutes to apply makeup and if I start futzing around with a new product, let's just say the questions never end.
Men seem generally confused by makeup. Why is that? Every woman uses it. There are ads everywhere. Yet they still seem baffled by the fact that you have to put it on every day and take it off every night.
Anyways, I was going out with a girlfriend and decided it was the perfect time to try this out.
Let's just say it's a good thing I started early, because I got so much blue eyeshadow on my face it looked like I went 10 rounds with Mike Tyson.
I actually had to wash my face and try again.
Eventually, I managed to get a nice smoky eye, but it involved many Q-tips, eye makeup remover, and a reapplication of blush. And I'm still not sure people didn't think I was secretly involved in a fight club.
So, bottom line?
Not worth the hassle. Although, being a suspected fight clubber is pretty badass.
Unless there is a secret to kohl liner that I was never taught in my school of beauty hard knocks.
Plus, don't even get me started on how confused my husband was when he saw blue sparkly powder all over the bathroom sink.