I don't often repurchase items, nor do I buy loads of the same type. I'll admit that I'm not exactly the most clingy, anyway (except when it comes to almond butter) but beauty is definitely the category I always flint with. Heck, I even named a particular base the best of last year and am currently slapping it on everyday, but I still don't think I'll repurchase; my point exactly. Nevertheless, an exception discreetly snuck into my stash.
This exception is NARS blushes--beautiful, squared pots of pigment housed in nearly silky, black compacts that happen to attract dirt just as much as they attract my love. I have three of them drifting within my possession, but each pigment reveals another facet. Why? Well, in my typical philosophical pensions, I've decided that it's the ridiculously amazing range of colors that NARS boasts in pigments that has me oblivious to my consistent black compact buying habits. Plums, burgundies, even neon pinks that I wouldn't ever dare to dip my own brush into. For a brand who vehemently showcases blue eyeshadow-encrusted models in their ads, I'd say it's rather interesting that I have such a penchant for a brand so makeup-y (as in the antonym of "no makeup, makeup," my mantra). And I prefer my dose in the form of blush.
The oldest blush in my possession is Deep Throat, a neutral and slightly golden toned pure pink with a hint of shimmer. But being "old" has a negative connotation. What if I told my makeup ignorance three years back chose this shade, minus knowledge of hype and NARS blush hysteria? Then it would be a keeper. As a bearer of a naturally pink complexion, though, it's rather ironic that I'm praising a further tomato inducing shade. Nevertheless, the buttery and pigmented formulas make for easy application, especially when accompanied with another magical power of never looking too over the top. Although obscene in name, Deep Throat was the pretty blush for the beginner Lillian, and also the (recently) most worn for a mind about to explode with makeup knowledge. On a warmer front is Luster. It's orange and nearly as warm as blush gets. And, when I first applied it, I just begged that I wouldn't look like an Oompa Loompa; but the shade in the pan shouldn't scare you. I don't get much use out of it in these cold--although slightly exothermic--days, but it looks absolutely stunning in the summer, paired with bronzer, and a slightly bronzed (or, if you're like me, faux bronzed) complexion. And there's also the trademark hit of shimmer--and don't be weaned away; trust me when I say I'm a glitter-phobe. Last is a dusky, pink, slightly brown-tinged, earthy pigment known as Douceur. Some praise it as their contour of choice, but its slightly rosy glow in its matte formula adds grace to your face with an edge and barely-there feel thanks to the sublime grey and brown. Yes, it's sculpting, but it's also perfect for no makeup days where you really want to wear makeup (i.e. me everyday....) and for moments when it's time for another feature to shine, whether it's red packed lips or a burnished lid.
I like to stick to my word, but obviously François Nars has me a changed woman. Their shades are gorgeous, and the easy formulas don't hurt, either. Unfortunately, François may have me hypnotized; blue blush, here I come.