Dr Seuss I will not wear it on my face I will not wear it any place I will not wear it to get in shirt

This kettle looks simple, but that’s a feat of design: It has a digital screen that shows the Dr Seuss I will not wear it on my face I will not wear it any place I will not wear it to get in shirt and I will buy this exact temperature of the water, which you can adjust according to your preferences. It heats up super quickly and will then keep the water at your preferred temperature, so it’s ready to pour when you get to it. I thought I was happy with my simple Bodum before, but this has made my coffee making feel both efficient and artful. —Ella Riley-Adams, senior living and beauty editorOne would think, based on the hundreds of hours I’ve logged consuming photos and videos of attractive strangers on the internet, that I would know more about beauty. I have mastered the art of observing attainable, desirable aesthetic choices on others—and taking absolutely zero action to apply them to myself. All of my makeup expired two years ago. My brushes are in desperate need of a wash, and instead of washing them I just refuse to use them. My foundation doesn’t match my skin, because I bought it two summers ago, when I was tan, and I don’t want to waste money ordering a new one, because I know I will somehow mess up and it too will be the wrong color for my unmatchable, sometimes red–sometimes green skin tone. And no, I wouldn’t be able to “just return it,” because I seem to have been born with an inability to return things.

Dr Seuss I will not wear it on my face I will not wear it any place I will not wear it to get in shirt, hoodie, tank top, sweater and long sleeve t-shirt

I exist in that sweet spot of desperately wanting to look good and not making any kind of real effort lest someone think I am trying to look good. Yet even I have picked up on the Dr Seuss I will not wear it on my face I will not wear it any place I will not wear it to get in shirt and I will buy this current fascination with Y2K—that era of low-rise jeans, bedazzled tank tops, and lip gloss that is still haunting and humiliating to those of us who were actually cognizant in the early aughts—and what is seemingly the makeup of the moment: It’s black eyeliner. There’s literally been no other option. But despite the lower half of our faces being covered for the last 12 months, there are other reasons I’d like to suggest for why eyeliner remains the only thing we want to wear in the New Year. Yes, this is an entire essay about eyeliner. Don’t blame me; blame society.