I've been wanting to repaint my room for three years. My chipped manicure is proof that it really needs to be slicked away (and, oh boy, have I wanted to do so). And a new notebook has been on my "need" list for a solid three weeks now and the necessity is growing at exponential speed. You could say I'm a procrastinator, but among the things that I want to do, but haven't--key point, here--is a desire but satisfaction in keeping them the same. I stepped out of my comfort zone a few weeks ago when I totted away from Sephora with the Tarte Amazonian Clay Blush in Tipsy. You've seen my blush stash, not to mention chromas, and it's overwhelmingly intuitive that this is by no mean a necessity. But I did it, and I'm more than satisfied.
I'm no newbie to the Amazonian Clay realm; the variety in the shade Exposed sits in my stash. Nevertheless, it's either the color that doesn't have me sold or the fact that I have a dud because barely any pigment from that compact even attracts to the brush. Tipsy is different. Like its promoters promised, it is highly pigmented, which is by no means a con; I want as much of that color as possible. It's darker and less subdued than other peachy-pinks I have--making it totally justifiable, right? Although, it's stunning in the compact, I get stuck in a blush rut easily and I had to practically force myself to slap it on everyday. But after a solid three times of forcefulness, I did so mindlessly and I now haven't gone a day without it since its purchase. (That may be an exaggeration, but the days it has been void, I regretted my cheek pop choice.) The Tarte marketing team advertises their collection of powder blushers with a twelve-hour lasting power. I'd disagree, but I wouldn't say that I'm the best focus group either. Although I don't quite notice the punchy coral lasting on me until I hit the hay, I also sense my genetic rosy glow peeking through not too far after I apply it--which isn't exactly Tarte's fault.
This coral beaute has been on my wishlist for ages, and it's now been satisfyingly crossed off, but not because my desire was lessened. And I'm picking out a paint color for my walls next week. I'm slowly breaking the "procrastination" trend.