Quick Makeup Tutorial/Go-To Going Out Look

I get asked a lot to do makeup tutorials. I have mad respect for the YouTube makeup gurus because these videos take a lot of effort and time to make. The latter of which I am very low on these days. Here is my first “quick tutorial”. I will make some more in depth ones down the line, but it’s still a very comprehensive look on how I put my face on. I’ve listed the products and links to where to find them below.

I give a quick and easy overview of my go-to "going out" look. This is also my preferred look for shows. Can't be washed out in those photos hunny! I have hooded lids so the eye took me awhile to get where I wanted and those without will be able to play with the eye look more.

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