Showing posts with label make up. Show all posts
Showing posts with label make up. Show all posts

Friday, June 19, 2009

Experimental Make-Up With Berries and Beets

I got carried away with my skin dying discovery. And I have my reasons.When I was diagnosed with Celiac Sprue in 2001 I was shocked right out of my punk rock identity as the doctors told me I had to take all my glitter nail polish off and would never be able to wear gluten containing make up again, PLUS it had to be hypoallergenic- which meant with all my chem allergies & lack of info from cosmetic companies I began the unthinkable for a southern girl... I went completely make up free for the last 8 years. Even if I had a zit. The artist in me loves color still though... so I like to try things out, just in case I want to look like David Bowie or have seductive lips.The following pictures are of beets and berries sliced and squished that are raw and have not been put through a blender. I do think that for the fullest opaque and longest lasting dye on your skin blending it very smooth and mixing with a little olive oil would work well.

THIS IS BEFORE ( & is my best supa' model face):
THIS IS AFTER (with beet slices rubbed on lips and layered with olive oil- oh so natural looking):
I put black raspberries on my eyelids and it made them look so huge it borders the hyperthyroidism of most Disney character's eyes. But I like it.
This stuff would be a really safe way to do halloween & theatre make up, especially on children who are susceptible to toxic dyes in cheap face paints. You can get varying opaque qualities by layering, making sure your skin is dry before applying, and also by blending very concentrated amounts. I simply mushed the berry in my fingers and rubbed it's juice on my eyelids so it's a more translucent and lighter shade. Another bonus is once you get to the sink, it washes off easy. It won't stay on your skin forever!
This last pic is my mug shot. After a few hours covered in berries plus summer sweating and not having used a thick layer (or the oil) - it began to morph into something part zombie, something part domestic violence. I look like I got in a fight ova' a pack of cigs & a thunderbird at a 7-11!!! Yeah bra - somebody come bail me out so I can take anotha' spin in ya' camero.

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