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October 2023

25 Oct

Product Of The Week: This MAC Lip Liner Was

Mario Ruiz / Getty Images MAC was the primary makeup brand I even have ever tried. After I was about six years old, my mom gifted me a shiny glass-like tube of clear MAC Lipglass for Christmas. The gloss was super sticky to the purpose it will glue my tiny fingers together anytime I used it– and I used it. With my lip gloss poppin’ like Lil’ Mama, I never forgot my first ”makeup” product and the way it made me feel– from the gooey texture on my pinky finger to the lint in my pocket sticking to the tube’s creases. But once the tube ran out– which took an extended time– I never found a product that would replace its...
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25 Oct

Three Years in Business – WWD

Three years and tens of tens of millions of dollars later, Jones Road, the wonder brand founded by Bobbi Brown, remains to be just getting began. Makeup-artist-turned-entrepreneur Bobbi Brown is celebrating three years with a latest kit of Brown’s favorite products, dubbed the Bobbi 3.0 Kit, in addition to two embroidered sweaters in collaboration with Lingua Franca. The previous debuts Thursday on Jones Road’s website and in stores for $82. The Lingua Franca collaboration, available in two slogans — “I Am Me” and “What If” — will sell at Jones Road retail stores before rolling out on Lingua Franca’s website Nov. 2 for $135 on a made-to-order basis. A 3rd sweater, donning the phrase “Beauty Reinvented,” may even be available on...
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25 Oct

Backyard Naturalist: Birds and portents

A pileated woodpecker in western Maine. Andrew Hrycyna photo, via GBIF A commotion of flapping erupted within the trees along the sting of the woods where I used to be walking last week. Then what gave the impression of a forest war cry. Plain as day in an alder thicket 20 or 30 yards away, a big black body as big as a crow with a vibrant red head. It was a pileated woodpecker. It sounded the war cry again. That red top, vibrant and conspicuous within the tree. A chill rippled in my back. It was as if the bird desired to be seen. I watched it work within the branches. I wondered what it was attempting to say. Then it...
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