If your skin is very tan, caf? au lait, mocha, chocolate, or any other beautiful shade, and you're looking for some lip colors that really work for you, I've got you! The upcoming spring and summer seasons offer lots of new lipstick for dark skin. I started wearing red again when I discovered Chanel's Rouge Coco in Gabrielle, £26 - the perfect coppery brick-red for a black-tie do (I slick on Poppy King's sheer Lipstick Queen Saint 10 Percent Pigment in Saint Red, £16.50, for less formal gatherings).Lipsticks for dark skin can be really daring and exciting. You are never underdressed with red lipstick, and there really is one for everyone. It makes teeth whiter, complexions brighter, and lends any outfit instant chic. Red is, of course, the ultimate party look. Giorgio Armani, YSL and Laura Mercier are masters at this finish - a bonus of which is it looks neat applied from the stick, sans fiddly lipbrush. I favour a satin-finish lipstick, dense in colour, while still giving the mouth a sexy sheen.
The same goes for frosting, which has the added pitfall of making chapped, winter lips look flaky. It's the beauty equivalent of wearing tinsel earrings to the office party. Party décor is dripping in glitz to wear it on your face seems like overkill, as though you've covered your mouth in glue and run through a branch of Claire's Accessories. To sparkle or not to sparkle? That is the question, and one to which my answer is an emphatic no, especially on over-thirties, like me. Funny how our priorities change.įinish is key. And I've gleaned a few tips from the pros over the years: lining the lips before applying gloss, really helps it stay put, as does asking the barman for a straw, and passing the snogging for some gentle flirting and grown-up air kisses. Gloss may look shiny and sexy, but it's woeful on staying power and requires endless trips to the Ladies', jostling for mirror space, while everyone reapplies their vanishing lips.Ī honey-coloured gloss, such as Lancome Juicy Tubes in Toffee RnB, £14, however, makes the perfect partner for 1960s sex-kitten eyeliner à la Brigitte Bardot - one of my all-time favourite party looks, so I am prepared to suffer for the cause. In adulthood, the return of lipgloss posed a problem. Suddenly, every party outfit consisted of a stretchy black number from Pineapple, DMs, deathly-white skin and a huge scarlet mouth that, thanks to a thick layer of foul-tasting Lipcote, miraculously withstood endless cider-fuelled snogging sessions. A veritable luxury at an allowance-busting £2.99, the rich pillar-box crimson made me look like my heroine, Madonna - or so I misguidedly thought. My love of lipsticks goes way back, but morphed into obsession circa 1988, when I discovered the Miss Selfridge make-up counter and become slavishly devoted to its 'Doris Karloff' lippie. I'll forego anything else at a push, but only lipstick makes me feel like I'm really ready to go to the ball. I'd go as far as to say I'd sooner turn up to a Christmas party in my pyjamas than without a perfectly engineered pout. Some women are all about mascara, others wouldn't be seen dead without a fabulous up'do.įor me, special occasion beauty has always, always been about the lips.
Whatever else you wear, the perfect lipstick will have you party-ready in seconds.
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