Lipstick Answers

This is a list created by St. Mary’s Catholic Church, & if 5 or more of these apply to you or your teenager, you or your child is a Gothic (please note “a Gothic”), & you need reform through the Lord for your soul to be saved, according to them, anyway.
1. Frequently wears black clothing.
2. Wears band and/or rock T-shirts.
3. Wears excessive black eye makeup, lipstick, or nail polish.
4. Wears any odd, silver jewelry or symbols. Some of these include: reversed crosses, pentagrams, pentacles, ankhs, or various other Satanic worshiping symbols.
5. Shows an interest in piercings or tattoos.
6. Listens to gothic or any other anti-social genres of music. (Marilyn Manson claims to be the anti-Christ, & publicly against the Lord. Please dispose of any such albums IMMEDIATELY.)
7. Associates with other people that dress, act, or speak eccentrically.
8. Shows a declining interest in wholesome activities, such as: the Bible, prayer, church or sports.
9. Shows an increasing interest in death, vampires, magic, the occult, witchcraft, or anything else that involves Satan.
10. Takes drugs.
11. Drinks alcohol.
12. Is suicidal and/or depressed.
13. Cuts, burns, or partakes in any other method of self-mutilation. (This is a Satanic ritual that uses pain to detract from the light of God & His love. Please seek immediate attention for this at your local mental health center.)
14. Complains of boredom.
15. Sleeps too excesively or too little.
16. Is excessively awake during the night.
17. Dislikes sunlight or any other form of light. (This pertains to vampires promoting the idea that His light is of no use.)
18. Demands an usual amount of privacy.
19. Spends large amount of time alone.
20. Requests time alone & quietness. (This is so your child may speak to evil spirits through meditation.)
21. Insists on spending time with friends while unaccompanied by an adult.
22. Disregards authority figures; teachers, priests, nuns & elders are but a few examples of this.
23. Misbehaves at school.
24. Misbehaves at home.
25. Eats goth-related foods. Count Dracula cereal is an example of this.
26. Drinks blood or expresses an interest in drinking blood. (Vampires believe that this is how to attain Satan. This act is very dangerous & should be stopped immediately.)
27. Watches cable TV or any other corrupted media sources. (Ask your local church for proper programs that your child may watch.
28. Plays video games that contains violence or are of a role-playing nature.
29. Uses the internet excessively & frequently makes time for the computer.
30. Makes Satanic symbols or violently shakes head to music.
31. Dances to music in a provocative or sexual manner.
32. Expresses an interest in sex.
33. Masturbates.
34. Is homosexual and/or bisexual.
35. Persues dangerous cult religions. Such include: Satanism, Scientology, Philosophy, Paganism, Wicca, Hinduism, & Buddhism.
36. Wears pins, stickers or anything else that contains these various phrases: “I’m so gothic, I’m dead”, “woe is me”, “I’m a goth”.
37. Claims to be a goth.
Apparently, if you have 5 or more, you’re in danger of hellfire. I have 19 of them, so according to these people, I am “a Gothic” & need “immediate reform through the Lord.”

hey ive been told i wear alot of makeup
okay i must admit i used to try loads of makeup styles like flicks & bright glitters
but now i try & go for light colours
im 14 & wear
a foundation which matches my skin & i know loads of people cant apply foundation without going orange lol but i no i dont because ive been told i do my foundation good
i wear mascara, eyeliner on the bottom of my eye , maybe a gold, pink or brown eyeshadow
and most the time i wear a baby pink lipstick or lipgolss
i mainly wear makeup at school lol because if i dont you know how it is you get called a load of names & it doesnt help being pale as people take the mick
so just wondering does that makeup sound like a lot to you

Or is it a clash of colours?
My eyes are a bright greeny blue, & I also have light brown hair & quite pale skin.
If you could include photos of someone with my colouring wearing red lipstick,thatd be great!

In this Horror Novel I’m writing, a 19 year old girl works at a Pub called the Cheshire Cat (Yes it’s legal, if your 19 you can work with Alcohol, you just aren’t allowed to drink it until age 21) anyway, her pervy boss Jerome flirts with her, when she rejects him, he insults her, & makes her lock up at around 10pm as it’s a sunday or something. He leaves her all alone & goes home, as do the last remaining patrons & barstaff, our current main character, Natasha, the barmaid, cleans up a bit, puts stuff away, then goes to the bathroom to freshen up before locking it, (as she’s going to meet an old highschool sweetheart) as she is about to leave, somebody turns the jukebox on, & she is suddenly met with some oldie music. She goes to the jukebox eventually, before seeing in lipstick, it says turn around on the glass, she turns & screams & is attacked by a killer with a hatchet. Long story short, she is chased through pub & jumps through shut window to escape, killed with a hatchet to the back of the head, then the next day, they find she has been partially eaten by guarddogs, let out by the killer afterwards.
Anyway, besides all this: Would a pub have guard dogs to ward off thieves? That & anything unrealistic you see in the description.

The room is dim as the scene flickers to life. The sparse furnishings, a couch, a coffee table, are doubled by their shadows on the nicotine-stained white walls. He moves about anxiously. A drab sage green sofa comes into focus. Cue the lights. The multi-colored flashbulbs sparkle against his raven hair like the yellow kitchen light sparkles against a brand new knife blade just as your abusive husband comes stomping up behind you. The narrow door in the corner slides open, letting in enough sunlight to momentarily ruin the effect. Her red vinyl peep-toe heels ring against the tile as she saunters in, cinematic, black bare-shouldered dress swishing, forcing a smile shaded with lipstick that matches her shoes perfectly.
“Well, hello there,” he greets her. “And who are we today, Miss Bettie Paige?”
“Ha, no,” she dismisses, picking up the low & skinny ruffled hemline of her dress. “Can we get on with this?”
“And why the hurry? It’s only the end of the world, dear.”
“Ha,” she scoffs again.
“Please, do sit down.”
She lights gingerly upon the sofa, crossing her ankles & folding her legs. The thigh-high slit in her dress parts just enough to reveal an alluring degree of porcelain skin. She places the papers on the time-worn table with a mild crash.
“Here it is,” she states, looking up from the papers & shifting her eyes to give him a quick once-over. “Couldn’t you have found something better to wear?”
He peruses his garments, faded jeans, plain black t-shirt, nice new denim jacket. A spark shines in his midnight eyes.
“Playing off your attraction, huh? It’s ok, I won’t tell”
“Ha.” She’s getting good mileage out of that syllable.
“Can I get you anything before we start?”
“No.”
Clickety-hiss, the film begins to roll, their presence etching into the celluloid in seventies home movie sepia tone. He steps through the kitchen door. She crosses her arms with a sigh & looks bored. Her sapphire eyes stare unwavering into the lens as she presses her lips together with impatience. But it does nicely refresh her lipstick. He sits on the other end of the couch & they face each other like morning talk show anchors. Then a lot of silence. They’ll have to try harder than this if they want an academy award. He starts to speak after several empty frames have sped by.
“You know you’re not much less than perfection.” That spark is in his eyes again.
“You know you’re not much less than caustic,” she replies. “Is there any reason for this? Or are you wasting time AND film?”
As if stricken by a sudden inspiration, he rises quickly from the sofa, crosses the room, takes an old rotary telephone out of the closet. He dials carefully, casting his eyes to the tops of their sockets as he struggles to remember a number. He looks as if his life hinges on that number.
“Hello,” he says. “Yes, hello. I am calling to inquire if your services are available today. They are? You can deliver on short notice, right?”
A pondering look crosses her face as she listens intently to the conversation.
“Ok, good,” he continues. “Yes, I’ll have the big value bucket please, extra crispy. And can I get some biscuits?”
She sighs with agitation & leans heavily into the creased cushions.
“May I leave now?” she inquires.
“No, wait a little bit.”
Click. Empty scene. Empty scene. Empty scene. Click again. The room flickers back into focus. He sits alone, on the floor, with the papers she brought strewn about.
He flips through the pages, petting them as if they were a basket of puppies. He pulls a glossy photograph from the middle of the stack. He takes a pair of scissors, cuts out one third of the photo & places it in his jacket pocket, tossing the rest to the floor. The clickety-hiss keeps going. He stares into the lens.
“Damn, the tape is rolling.”

color of lipstick, foundation, eyeshadow, & blush. I’m making a tiffany doll & I need to know exacts!!!!(doesn’t have to be exact, but looks verrrrry close to the real thing!!!)

I’m a brunette with brown eyes & fair skin. Whenever I have one of those makeup demos done, they tell me to stick to the brownish-pink shades of lipstick. They tell me not to go too light. It took me some time to get used to that, but it seems to work for me.

‘Luelle, over here!’ my best friend Angel shouted from somewhere in the busy school rush, waving her arms madly so I could spot her. Sure enough, I saw her pretty brunette head bob up a few times, & so I pushed my way through the crowd towards her. Before I could reach her, though, I was stopped by Alan Tennwick, that geek.
‘Oi, Lu-babes,’ Tennwick leered, a lustful glint in his eye. ‘Johnson said he fancies having a slap at your peachy ***.’
Disgusted, I flipped Tennwick the finger & worked my way through the mass of students to Angel, who was waiting on the other side. I noticed she had rolled up her regulation black pleated school skirt twice, that she had applied wine red lipgloss & dark brown mascara, & that she was beaming from ear to ear. I said happily, ‘Hey hun, what’s got you up dressed so nice? Want to impress a guy on the way home so you can ditch me?’ I teased her & her face flushed slightly.
‘No, no guY,’ she smiled, looking away to something & twiddling her glossy, naturally curly chestnut hair in her fingers. ‘Shall we get going then? We could go to yours – you have the biggest clothes collection I’ve ever seen, after all!’ She laughed & so did I – my ebony wardrobe was absolutely huge, & I still had designer bags with lots of clothes in shoved next to it!
‘Okay,’ I smiled, & shrugged my school bag back on my shoulder. We weaved our way through the students & out of those school gates for the weekend! I couldn’t wait. We had planned to go to the local pub to start off with, & then move on to the hottest night club in the city, Escapades, partying until four in the morning or later!
It was both our sixteenth birthdays, after all, & we sure could pass for eighteen! We looked like eighteen year olds, anyway. Angel was a tall brunette with tanned skin & grey eyes which I did adore actually. I was a slightly shorter, but still tall, natural platinum blonde with honey-brown eyes. We both had slim figures, but still had curves in the right places.
When we approached my new car, a sleek & sexy obsidian Lamborghini Murcielago, I flicked the switch for the car to unlock & it did so perfectly. I slid into the driver’s seat & Angel clambered in next to me, sighing at the feel of the comfortable lush seats. My dad had bought me this car for my birthday – it had cost over two hundred thousand pounds, but he could certainly afford that & it was so worth it.
Swiftly I started up the engine & soon we were rocketing up the motorway, driving at an extremely fast pace towards my family mansion, just outside Wiltshire, where my school, Dane Hall Secondary School (a mixed private school), resided. I & Angel kept up a friendly banter all the way, & when we reached my house, Angel gasped slightly like she always does. She may have an extravagant house, but my dad makes bloody loads. I often wonder how, but he never really tells us, & if he does, it’s so vague I can’t decipher a true answer.
Soon, we were walking through the extravagantly decorated hallway that led towards my bedroom, & I pushed open the beautifully made ebony double doors. I & Angel both had already kicked off our high heeled black school shoes around eight or nine corridors ago, so we just flopped on the extremely comfortable bed & relaxed for a minute.
Then Angel sat up & a gleeful smile spread across her face. ‘Now, Luelle, let’s raid your wardrobe.’
Three hours later, I & Angel were dressed up to the nines, looking quite sexy if I say so myself. I was wearing a tight black corset dress which was decorated by really cute blood red ribbon ties. It reached just past the middle of my alabaster thighs & skimmed my pert bum! I had my hair in a half up & half down style, with the two ponytails tied with a blood scarlet ribbon & the rest of my luminescent, shimmering blonde hair cascading down my back. With this I was wearing horizontally striped long socks which went roughly to my knees & were slightly different lengths – the stripes were black & blood red & had a red ribbon on each. With all this I wore my trusty old Converse & a touch of wine red lipstick.
Ever a fashion icon, Angel had decided to wear my cute gothic lolita black & aqua dress. It had a beautiful corset top but it went out for the skirt; a bit like a Fifties skirt. She also wore striped long socks – the same as mine except they were the black & turquoise version. She wore black & white Sketchers on her dainty feet & had applied wet-look mascara, clear shimmering lipgloss & a touch of liquid eyeliner, setting off the look. She even slid in a cute little turquoise star clip which seemed to sparkle beautifully!
Angel looked at me, winked, & said, ‘Okay, let’s go already, Lu!’ Identical grins spread across our beautifully made up faces & we sprinted through the many

It’s been bugging me since I’ve heard guys say that the girl they kissed with has a flavor o.O I mean they say it like ” You taste like vanilla.” or ” Taste like strawberries.”
I was thinking that maybe it’s just their lipstick or lipgloss. What do you guys (or girls, if this somehow applies to girls) think?

I wear Revlon ColorStay Liquid Foundation in Toast with Revlon ColorStay Pressed Powder in Deep. My lips are for the most part brown with little bits of deep pinkish red. I’ve tried long wearing lipsticks but they dry out my lips & never lasts. I want to cover the uneven tone of my lips, look as natural as possible & for the product compliment my complexion as well as last through many kisses What should I use? I would greatly appreciate your recommendations. Thanks.

The party was totally fab. Nearly three hundred of us graduating seniors, plus everyone’s plus one. Guys in fancy suits & shiny shoes stayed near the bar, ordering virgin margaritas, & later spiking them with vodka. Girls in thousands of dollars worth of couture danced tipsily on the huge dance floor. I was in the centre of the girls, dancing with my best friend, Belle, & my boyfriend, Nate. Until they left me alone on the dance floor.
Dehydrated, I left the dance floor, looking for Belle & Nate. I headed toward a dark corner near the restrooms, fully intentding to redo my lipstick & leave. I trip over two entangled bodies, & found them to be Belle & Nate. Angry, I took my lipstick from my red quilted Chanel clutch, & applied it as I stormed out of the hotels grand ballroom.
I wasn’t even drunk. Not even near slightly tipsy. Even so, on my way home from that party, I died.

Coral suits any type of skin tone as it is universal colour, whereas you couldn’t put browns on a lighter skinned person, & very light pinks on a darker skinned person.
There is correlation (Cora-ation) ;] Hehe, in the shades of coral. For example, a lighter colour for a lighter skinned person, etc. :]
So, just go from there & it should be fine!
If you need any more tips please just ask, also, if anybody could help with my question to do with jewellrey & make-up I would be very thankful!
But good luck with your coral lipstick :]
X

.. So I applied this cheap looking kind, but okay to see how it would look on me. Little did I know that my mom served me breakfast. Cereal on the counters. Thinking I could eat the cereal without messing the lipstick with it , I eat. But what can I say? I’m a slob! Suddenly, the cereal tasted this strange, sweet taste, too sweet for my liking, to be frank. A sweet aroma came into my mouth as I ate cereal. I puked the last bight. It was dreadful. Idk if its really the cereal, or lipstick, but either way, im not gonna use them.
But.. do expensive lipsticks taste good? Like fruity glossy lipgloss? I know this is a really weird question, but im serious!

what is the kind of lipstick & color does taylor swift use in her videos “teardrops on my guitar” & “love story”?

i use Almay & Loreal cosmetics—i make sure my face is clean & dry, applying the foundation/concealer combo first—apply eye shadows, liner, mascara, then light blush, lipstick & use a big brush to lightly apply a powder finish—looks great for about an hour, the liners & lipstick are the first to go, then total wash out with the eye shadows & blush by the 2nd hour. i don’t have oily skin, but do get clogged pores around my chin area. i am 40 yrs old now & well, for the past 10 yrs didn’t wear much make-up, but before that, i wore it religiously, & would typically last for 6-8 hours with one application, with the exception of lipstick. i just don’t have the time to spend re-applying my make-up at work, which is in a major department store.
any suggestions?

First Frost
A girl is freezing in a telephone booth,
huddled in her flimsy coat,
her face stained by tears
and smeared with lipstick.
She breathes on her thin little fingers.
Fingers like ice. Glass beads in her ears.
She has to beat her way back alone
down the icy street.
First frost. A beginning of losses.
The first frost of telephone phrases.
It is the start of winter glittering on her cheek,
the first frost of having been hurt.
By Andrei Voznesensky
(translation by Stanley Kunitz)

I recently bought it because i really needed something to make my lipsticks last & when compared to Urban Decay primer potion lip it was the cheaper alternative. Here are the steps i take to put my lipstick using this stuff. First i apply spf20 softlips moisturizer, then i blot immediately, then i apply MAC p+p lip outlining edges of lip & then all over(thin layer), then right afterwards i put the lipstick on. Can someone tell me what I am doing wrong? Or how i can apply it properly to ensure long lasting color?

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This took me a long time.
Hope it was worth it

In Obama’s own words “Technically, had I meant it this way, she would be the lipstick. The failed policies of John McCain would be the pig.”
That is an exact quote from the show, removing all the “uhms” & other stammers.
I think it is naive to think he didn’t mean there to be any connection to Palin’s quote. But I do NOT think he was calling her a pig.
And I was defending him accordingly http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index;… – untill I played the TiVo recording Of Obama’s comments on Letterman.
I still think it isn’t a great big deal, but I think he did make matters worse.

i love that color she wears. i just dont know what brand or exact color.