Earlier this month (late last month? Early last month? The days are all a little fuzzy for me right now), ELLE Canada sent over a copy of their October issue, as well as their cover girl’s new scent: Killer Queen.
While I’m not big on either Katy Perry or her perfume, I’ll give Killer Queen one thing: it was a blast to photograph.
Killer Queen ($49 USD and up) is a perfume that I’m not sure I’d want on my dresser, despite finding it remarkably easy to take pictures of. Like the larger versions of Burberry Body (which has to lie down horizontally, lest it fall over and club a small animal to death), it doesn’t have a base to stand on. Instead, it has to be lain on its side, like a beached whale or a vial of poison.
On one hand: what an inconvenience, right? I don’t want a beached whale on my countertop.
But on the other… yeah, a glamorous, gold-capped, ombré vial of poison and I would probably get along just fine.
October’s issue of ELLE Canada was a door-stopping 312 pages long (their largest issue yet), with two separate covers: one for subscribers, and one on the newsstands. (The only image of the subscriber cover online comes from E! Online, and can be seen here). The issue also boasted their biggest beauty section ever, as well: 31 pages, including a 17 page Beauty Trend Report insert.
Everything (everything) about these photographs is perfect. I love the slightly-punk look of it all: the peroxide blonde hair with the dark roots; the moody lip; the ultra-defined dark brows; the flawless-but-flawed way they’ve finished her skin — look, moles!
The beauty blogging world is smitten with these images right now, and honestly, I’m no exception.
Photographed by Peter Lindbergh, with hair by Sam McKnight and makeup by Stephane Marais. (x)
Go Find Momo
Instagram user Andrew Knapp has a border collie.
The border collie, Momo, has an amazing amount of patience.
In an ongoing series of photographs tagged #findmomo, Knapp takes wonderful, slightly-hipstery shots of places he sees and people he meets — all with Momo hiding somewhere in the shot. Think of it as the grown-up version of Where’s Waldo, but with vsco-happy photographs. And a fluffy.
So, I’ve been seeing this guy who thinks–actually thinks, not a word of a lie–that Adele and Ellie Goulding are the same person, with like, different hair or under a different record label or something. I don’t even know.
The only explanation I can give you is that ridiculous music hipsters hate Billboard artists like beauty bloggers hate brands who don’t understand copyright law. It’s kind of the best thing.
Anyhow. Fun fact of the day, because I’m too feverish and disoriented to start covering Spring until next week (spoiler alert, it’s going to be an absolutely amazing season) — Adele showed up at the Globes last week with drugstore polish on her nails.
Shock and horror!
(Image courtesy Coty Canada)
Copy the look at home with a sheer coat of Sally Hansen Complete Salon Manicure in So Much Fawntopped with two coats of Copper Penny.
The Globes winner was wearing an additional topcoat to enhance the colour of Copper Penny, but you’ll just have to do without, I’m afraid: it was created exclusively for use at the Globes.
(I am secretly convinced that it was a reinforcing layer of vibranium covered in gold microparticles. Those nails talons are pretty hardcore; reinforced fingertips are totally the new exploding pen.)
Thoughts: most of the attendees were too skinny. And, to be honest, quite a few of the dresses looked like they fell out of the pages of a schizophrenic fashion spread. A good number of people looked extremely uncomfortable having to stand next to each other, too, which is always fun to catch on film.
All that said and done, though, it’s still the Met Gala. So, without further adieu, here are a few of the photos that I loved.
All image sources attributed in the file name.
Favourite dress of the night: probably this gorgeously feminine number on Rashida Jones. At right, Rooney Mara.
Anna Wintour and Bee Shaffer
I’m just not sure how I feel about either of these.
Ashley Greene and Solange Knowles, lovely in white and bright lemon yellow
Left, Dianna Agron / Right, Jessica Stam
As much as i’m really hoping this see-through-skirts thing doesn’t become a trend, I love Marion’s violet and black gown. Anja Rubik’s hip bone, however, looks like a weapon and needs to be put away.
Doutzen Kroes and Amy Adams channelling Veronica Lake glamour
I don’t have a post ready for you because I keep researching things that I find interesting in my should-be-blogging time.
(Ahh!! If you switch out the period in that emoticon, you get the face of a tiny, adorable animal!)
(Maybe it’s a bear or an armadillo or something. Or a tiny sleeping earless puppy.)
Anyhow, I feel sort of bad for doing this because I did another filler post not long ago, but: here, have a pretty picture of Jasika Nicole’s face! (Source.) Fact: all pictures of Jasika Nicole’s face are pretty.
And then there’s this crazy, almost-physics-defying sofa-to-bunkbed contraption! (Here)
And, finally, something that’s at least a little bit relevant: Clinique Almost Lipsticks! (Review upcoming.)
Talk to you soon, lovelies ;) Sorry for the delays!