BRYNNIE

I’m really a much less complicated person in summer. I am the definition of seasonally “cool” and this is not the case in winter or fall, or

When I bought my first mascara I was roped into a Covergirl blue tube of “professional mascara”. The reason I picked it up… my mom, a non-makeup wearer, recommended it. While I love my mom, she didn’t know what she was talking about. It was runny, and clumpy, and grey, and horrible. I was a “professional mess” and in an aisle of mascara tube after mascara tube I had no idea which tube to buy next. Then came my discovery of beauty blogs, and beauty vlogs, and all the good stuf

Extras in Image: supermarket flowers (which smell so good), recently thrifted green italian boots (life altering find!), and last months issue of British Elle Summer is the non-negotiable season of skin. It’s the time of the year when pant legs are cut off, skin goes a few shades darker (or redder), and clothes bare more and more. In winter, my attitude towards my skin is lackluster. I’m aware that my skin would be better if I moisturized it. I know that shaving my legs could