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I’ve Been Using $15 Bareminerals Eyeshadow for Over a Decade

The longest-lasting relationship of my life began on a Saturday afternoon at the mall. (Remember those?) The year was 2009; the place was the Westfield Brandon Mall outside of Tampa, Florida, where I was window-shopping and product testing with a friend. I didn’t lock eyes with a new romantic interest, nor did I stumble upon a pair of jeans that magically fit us both like a certain fictional sisterhood. No, the earth-shattering, world-shifting meeting I’m referring to is laying eyes on Bareminerals Eyecolor in Bare Skin.

I understand how this could sound like a paradox: How could an eyeshadow with a name like “Bare Skin” catch anyone’s attention? In the row of glittering products at Sephora, I latched on to “Bare Skin” for its promise of a natural glow. I wasn’t technically allowed to wear makeup at the time, but I wanted to start—and this “bare” shadow struck me as a sly way to get my beauty life going. I remember brushing the mineral powder shadow onto the back of my hand and marveling at its faint glimmer under the florescent lights: all this, for $15. I was sold.

A lot has changed in the decade that passed since my first eyeshadow purchase—primarily, I’m a grown woman who doesn’t need permission for any part of my beauty or fashion routine. If I wanted to, I could wear a full Teflon face as often as I pleased. Ten years later, though, I still wear Bare Skin every single day.

Even at Glamour, where our beauty editors generously allow the rest of the team to try new products, I’ve never asked to take part in an eyeshadow test—I’m so attached to this shadow, I’m not interested in considering alternatives. It isn’t nostalgia alone that keeps me coming back to Bareminerals Bare Skin. Part of the appeal is pure staying power. Other eyeshadows I’ve tried faded or turned sweat-shiny without a thick layer of primer underneath. Bareminerals stays on for a full day without fading or smudging, no primer needed.

Its best quality is, by far, the color. It’s a soft, dewy pink—a lot like my favorite Charlotte Tilbury lipstick, but with a tad more sparkle. When I was younger, it was an age-appropriate intro to eye makeup (subtle but not sheer). As an adult, it’s just enough shimmer for a day-to-night, one-shade eye look. And, it brightens my eyes on mornings when I’m prone to Resting Tired Face (read: every morning).

My application process hasn’t changed since I first bought Bare Skin. I shake a bit of powder into the lid, then brush it on with an E.L.F. C-shape eyeshadow brush. Then I’ll line my eyes with MAC’s Coasta Riche eye pencil. The whole process lasts all of three minutes—I timed it.

My affection for easy on, easy off makeup hasn’t faded in the years since that first discovery. (Nor has my stockpile: One jar of this eyeshadow lasts several months longer than other palettes I’ve tried.) Even if I were to find another pinky-nude eyeshadow with all-day durability, Bareminerals Bare Skin eyeshadow would be my first choice. It’s like they say, you never forget your first love.

Halie LeSavage is the fashion associate at Glamour. Follow her @halielesavage.


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This ‘Game of Thrones’ Theory Suggests the Books Revealed How Arya Stark Will Die

The Battle of Winterfell will soon be upon us. Needless to say, we’re deeply concerned about how many of our favorites are going to make it out of the next episode alive. Each new Game of Thrones theory discovered by intrepid Internet users just increases the sense of dread.

The latest theory picking up steam on Reddit, a place where you could spend an entire day just reading GoT speculation, comes from the first George R.R. Martin book in the Song of Ice and Fire series and posits hows Arya Stark might die. Gulp.

Reddit user ultra1994 points to a conversation between Arya and Jon Snow back at Winterfell, in what would have been season one of the show. “‘The show is done,‘ [Jon] said. He bent to scratch Ghost behind the ears. The white wolf rose and rubbed against him,” the passage, as transcribed, by the Reddit user says. “You had best run back to your room, little sister. Septa Mordane will surely be lurking. The longer you hide, the sterner the penance. You’ll be sewing all through winter. When the spring thaw comes, they will find your body with a needle still locked tight between your frozen fingers.”

Arya, if you’ll remember, is forced to sew with her sister, Sansa, and the other women of Winterfell when she’d rather be out working on her archery and swordsmanship skills with her brothers. (We see this take place in the pilot episode.) The reference could be as simple as that. But…her sword is also named Needle—and that’s where things get scary as this could imply that Arya will die in the Battle of Winterfell and not be discovered until the “spring thaw.” If that happened, it is highly probable that her sword, Needle, would still be in her hands.

Yikes! Honestly, we’re hoping this one is wrong. Maybe that new weapon that Gendry made for Arya will be a game-changer, after all.

Kevin Abstract Has Unveiled A New Album — And You’ve Definitely Heard Some Of It Before

Who has had a better April than Kevin Abstract? The frontman of Internet rap boy band Brockhampton released a three-track project named ARIZONA baby and then expanded upon it soon after when he dropped the Ghettobaby EP. It’s all been in preparation for the new album that he dropped today, ARIZONA BABY. The title’s in all caps. It’s a statement.

ARIZONA BABY is a full-length album that Abstract previously revealed would be released in pieces. It’s why at certain points during this month, after an Instagram teaser showcased three mysterious dates, he released parts of what would become the whole on the last date (today). ARIZONA baby came on April 11. Ghettoboy dropped on April 18. And today (April 25), the full picture has been revealed. ARIZONA BABY is comprised of 11 total tracks. It’s relatively light on features, with guest vocals coming from Dominic Fike, JOBA, and bearface.

Abstract also took the opportunity to unveil a video for “Peach” that appears on the new LP. Starring Dominic Fike, the relaxing visual focuses on the relaxing days of summer in California and submerges itself in memory. Fike’s sandpapery voice and spider-like movements make him an interesting focal point in the video along with Abstract who meanders with blunt force along the sunny backdrop that sometimes dips into the night. An overall relaxing video for a naptime tune that is for those days lounging on the couch surfing Netflix and watching The Office. 

Abstract’s last studio album was 2016’s American Boyfriend: A Suburban Love Story. Brockhampton itself released iridescence last year

Take a listen to ARIZONA BABY up above and then take a look at the relaxing video for “Peach.”

Michelle Branch Shared a Sweet Photo of Herself Breastfeeding Her Son at Her Wedding

Over the weekend, singer Michelle Branch married the Black Keys’s Patrick Carney in New Orleans. (Fun fact: The couple chose the same venue, the Marigny Opera House, Solange Knowles used for her wedding to Alan Ferguson.)

But more than her nuptials, it’s a photo of Branch breastfeeding her and Carney’s son, Rhys, while wearing her gorgeous Temperley London wedding dress and lace veil that has people talking.

On Wednesday, April 24, the singer shared the photo (by photographer Katch Silva) on her Instagram with the caption, “A baby has to eat when a baby has to eat.”

It’s a sweet moment between a mother and her son (who was born last August)—and will hopefully help continue to de-stigmatize breastfeeding, in general. The comments section was quickly flooded with well-wishers. “And THIS is why women are amazing!! You’re a queen!” one wrote. “This is the best – I remember nursing my oldest daughter on my wedding day in my dress and being so worried about her spitting up on it. Congratulations!” said another. Of course, this is the Internet, so there were a few comments questioning whether or not there was alcohol in Branch’s glass. But luckily, those were few and far between.

And Branch isn’t alone with her baby’s mid-wedding feeding. In 2016, a Canadian bride went viral for breastfeeding her little girl in the middle of her wedding ceremony. That same year, another bride similarly shared a wedding photo of herself breastfeeding her little one. “It’s one of my favorite pictures from that day,” she wrote on Facebook. Looks like these brides can agree with Branch’s sentiment: “A baby has to eat when a baby has to eat.”

Congratulations to Branch and her family—and here’s to more women being unafraid to share their breastfeeding photos with the world.

See more: This Wedding’s Breastfeeding Policy Sparks Outrage

The Dress Code, Aimed at Parents, at a Houston High School Is Being Called Out as Racist

This week, Madison High School in Houston instituted a new dress code policy—for parents.

Principal Carlotta Outley Brown sent a letter to parents on April 9 in which she outlined the new guidelines, and the stipulations immediately struck both local leaders and activists on social media as racist.

“No one can enter the building or be on the school premises wearing a satin cap or bonnet on their head for any reason,” Outley Brown wrote. “You also cannot wear a shower cap of any kind in the building.” In addition, the school banned: hair rollers, “pajamas of any kind,” jeans that are ripped to show too much skin, “leggings that are showing your bottom and where your body is not covered from the front or the back,” low-cut or revealing tops, “sagging pants,” and short-shorts and mini-dresses.

The rationale, according to Outley Brown’s letter? “To prepare our children and let them know daily, the appropriate attire they are supposed to wear when entering a building, going somewhere, applying for a job, or visiting someone outside of the home setting.” If the parents don’t follow the rules, she added, they will not be allowed inside the building. The Washington Post reports that the incident that spurred action from the school was a parent who arrived in a T-shirt dress and headscarf.

The outrage was swift; the new guidelines reek of racial undertones and class bias. Women of color in particular wear head wraps and scarves either as an aesthetic choice or a part of their haircare routines. “Having body parts exposed is one thing. Turning someone away because their hair’s in rollers…is a little ridiculous,” Zeph Capo, president of the Houston Federation of Teachers told CNN. “This is an issue of a principal issuing a dictatorial edict rather than having substantive conversation. Some of that stuff seems a little classist.”

On social media, the reaction was just as harsh, with parents pointing out that the dress code implies that some parents are better or more “appropriate” than others, simply on the basis of what they wear. “On today a high school in Houston, TX set this dress code for PARENTS. The other photo is the Principal who set the new rules,” activist Leslie Mac wrote on Twitter. “Reminder you can be Black and still create, write, enact & enforce anti-Black policies. nothing going wrong in that school has any connection to bonnets.” (Principal Outley Brown is African American.)

“I have on one of these banned items nearly every day at drop-off and often at pick-up. Am I not mom? Am I not a mother who kids in the school community should respect or even admire? This is the most racist/classist ish ever,” writer and activist Jamilah Lemieux tweeted. “No one would ever create such a dress code for class mobile moms who often wear the same sort of stuff, and the fact that so many of y’all are okay with the idea of instituting rules that are exclusive to folks that are/perceived to be poor or “low class” is just….”

As the dress code story went viral, others agreed.

The bottom line is parents who want to participate in their children’s education and be present at school shouldn’t be punished for aesthetic choices that a principal doesn’t agree happen to agree with. And when a set of policies seems to penalize black women in particular, that should raise a particular alarm.

Rico Nasty Is Back With Lean, Manic New Project Anger Management

Rico Nasty‘s official, mainstream introduction was last year’s Nasty. It was a magnificent fifth mixtape that might as well have been an official studio LP because it effectively summarized her growth over the years of working the underground circuit and introduced her to the larger world (she signed to Atlantic Records around the time that it came out). June feels like a lifetime ago when it comes to the Rico Nasty experience. Months without new releases stretch to what feels like years; it has actually been a decade since she dropped. That changes today with the next chapter of her saga, Anger Management, produced by her beat-making partner-in-crime, Kenny Beats.

Anger Management is nine tracks’ worth of the imposing, unapologetic magic of Rico Nasty. She’s elevated by the eclectic stylings of Kenny Beats who handles the production for the project. Beats, who handled some of the production on Nasty and other of the rapper’s highlights, is the perfect person to be at the helm of the release. He gives her an energetic palette to work with that brings out her biggest, boldest assortment of styles to date. Baauer, EarthGang, and Splurge make up the short list of features.

Anger Management was first announced in March during a live session where Rico Nasty revealed that it would probably come out in April. “I’ve been keeping it secret from you guys because I want you guys to really enjoy it and for you guys to let me enjoy creating it,” she said.

Listen to Rico Nasty’s latest up above.

Lauv Trades All His Friends For ‘Drugs & The Internet’ In Wild New Video

Forget what you think you know about Lauv. The singer-songwriter launched his new era on Thursday (April 25) with the single “Drugs & The Internet,” and it’s a far cry from, say, the lovestruck sweetness of “I Like Me Better.”

“Drugs” is a total sonic adventure; it begins as a melancholy piano ballad, then warps into a bass-heavy banger that’s equal parts sad and self-deprecating. “I don’t want to base my actions or reactions on the things they say / And I don’t want to hit delete on all the parts of me that they might hate,” he sings, before lamenting on the hook, “I traded all my friends for drugs and the internet / Ah, shit.”

The track comes to life in a Black Mirror-esque video that serves as a cautionary tale about getting sucked into social media. Lauv and director Jenna Marsh illustrate that concept of emotional disappearance by literally trapping him inside an online world, where everything isn’t as it seems. Check it out below, and try not to get creeped out by the pair of hairless cats roaming around.

In a statement about the new release, Lauv said, “I wrote ‘Drugs & The Internet’ at a time I was struggling with feelings of extreme emptiness and depression. I wrote it as a sort of self-analysis for my obsession with the way I wanted present myself to the world — a commentary on the world we live today.”

The “i’m so tired” singer added that he wrote the song in just an hour, and that it “felt more therapeutic than any song I’d written before.” He continued, “As the first song off of my album ~how i’m feeling~, it is the perfect entrance into the next phase of my life and music. I am more proud of this song and video than anything I have ever created in my life, and I’m so excited that it’s yours now.”

~how i’m feeling~ is the follow-up to the 24-year-old’s debut album, When I Met You I Was 18 (The Playlist), which arrived last year. There’s no release date yet, but “Drugs & The Internet” is a solid start to what sounds like an adventurous new chapter for Lauv.

After Five Miscarriages, I Finally Opened Up About My Fertility Struggles

Every woman who has had any dealings with infertility has their own story in numbers. Simple, indisputable numbers. Like six. I’ve been pregnant six times. I’ve done two rounds of intrauterine insemination, two egg retrievals and four embryo transfers, in two rounds of IVF. I’ve had five miscarriages. One amazingly beautiful baby.

When our daughter Sunny was born, seeing her sweet cheeks and feisty spirit come alive made it all worth it. I would go through a thousand needle pricks and fearful ultrasounds to become the mama bird to such a perfect little human.

And I did; thanks to IVF, I’m pregnant with another little human due in August. The sting of all the loss and trauma fades for sure, but it never goes away. I wear these losses like scars. They each have their own story to tell. With dates and numbers and wait times. But how can you possibly quantify them?

You can’t. Instead, you internalize it, the numbers fading into a sea of emotions and questions that, like waves, are sometimes barely noticeable ripples—at other times, without much warning, they crash inside your chest, temporarily pinning you underwater.

After each miscarriage, I went through the same old motions, but I felt like a completely different person, like I was watching my life go on while holed up in some little corner of my brain. There I was, delivering a dozen traffic reports on live TV each morning on NY1. There I was, Instagram storying my floor manager or the latest smoothie I made for Sunny. I was marking milestones like birthdays and anniversaries. I was chronicling the dinners I made, the head colds we battled, and whether or not Oatly had been restocked at my local Whole Foods.

I was sharing all of this but I wasn’t sharing the biggest thing happening in my life—the thing taking up the most brain space. The thing most talked about inside our home. On top of the anxiety about miscarrying again, I had so much guilt. How could I possibly look at Sunny and think she wasn’t enough? I felt greedy wanting more. I cried to Brian about this a lot. My body was only meant to do this once, stop pushing your luck, I thought. Before Sunny was born, I used to hear women talk about struggling to have a second or third child and think, you already have one! Some of us are just trying to be a mom at all.

With each seemingly “normal” Instagram I posted, I felt more and more like a fraud. I wasn’t telling people the whole story. I thought about the handful of women (and men) I sat with in the waiting room at each appointment at the fertility doctor. There must have been hundreds over the course of just the last year. And that was just in one office, in one corner of the city, at one hour of the day. So many people sharing a similar experience, so many women suffering physical and emotional trauma, but no one’s talking about it.

It’s painful and personal and who has the words for a caption, let alone the right photo, to post when talking about infertility? But still. Why does something so important feel so hard to talk about on social media?

I was sick of the silence. So I chose a photo, I wrote a caption, and showed it to Brian. I was shocked that my husband—also a reporter—had only minor edits; he fully encouraged me to post. We had talked about sharing our story once I was pregnant again, but in the moment it still felt like a lot. I was nervous about putting it all out there. But I knew I wanted to. I knew I had to. I wish I was brave enough to do it all in real time, as I was going through IVF, but at the time I knew I wasn’t ready for the world to join me on that roller coaster. Now was the time. I held my breath and hit “share.”

I felt a flood of emotions. Mostly, relief. I was finally telling our whole story. This is why I’ve been turning down social invitations. This is why I’ve been wearing flowy dresses on TV. This is why I’ve been avoiding friends who are pregnant or having baby showers or birthday parties for their kids. It was also a relief to finally address a year’s worth of questions about if and when we were planning to have another child. (The answer I always gave politely, through gritted teeth, was yes, we’re working on it.) It’s such a simple but triggering question. Every time I was asked I felt like I had to make light of our situation just to make the other person feel comfortable.

The Biggest Taylor Swift Fan Theories About Album 7

The first thought I had when I woke up this morning was “National Scrabble Day,” and Taylor Swift is to blame. Before last week, I had no idea what National Scrabble Day was—now I’m thinking about tiles and points as I brush my teeth.

I should rephrase: It’s not Taylor Swift herself who put National Scrabble Day in my head. It’s her fans, the Swifties, of which I’m a member. (“King of My Heart” will be my wedding song. It’s decided.) But as much as I love Taylor and all the theories surrounding her big announcement tomorrow, I’m mentally exhausted. The other day I went down a #TS7 theory hole on Twitter, which normally relaxes me, and I finished with a pounding headache. I was sweating. The speculation about what Swift’s dropping in 12 hours has gotten so out of hand, I swear I’m having heart palpitations.

The theories were sensible (and exciting!) at first. Swift unveiled a new Instagram aesthetic in February, and it was clear she’s in a happier, more colorful place than 2017’s Reputation. She was wearing clothes with mermaid and butterfly patterns. Palm trees were everywhere. This all led to a sound hypothesis: that Swift’s new era would be lighthearted and fun. Bop city, if you will.

But then fans started doing math. Once Swift announced new music was coming on Friday, April 26, people went into overdrive trying to decipher why she picked that date. And they found answers—answers that are so wild, so far-fetched I almost threw my computer out the window reading them.

Let’s kick off with National Scrabble Day, the bane of my existence. Fans deduced that a photo Swift posted of herself and her mom playing Scrabble months ago hinted at an April 26 release. Here’s the logic: Swift began her Instagram countdown to April 26 on April 13, which is significant because 13 is Taylor’s lucky number. There are 13 days between April 13 and April 26. Get it?

But fans say it’s also significant because April 13 is National Scrabble Day. Put another way, fans took these two facts and concluded that Swift playing Scrabble in October signified something big was coming on National Scrabble Day.

I just…I just have one thing to say:

Seriously, what? How did Taylor Swift’s entire army of fans know National Scrabble Day is April 13? Do they all share a mutual love for “State of Grace” and double-letter scores? April 13 is a random-ass day to me, but Swifties are out here shouting, “National Scrabble Day” like it’s common knowledge. I’m tired. I’m so tired.

That’s only the tip of the iceberg. Fans then counted the amount of rainbow emojis in this tweet from @TaylorNation:

There are 115. Guess how many days are in between January 1 (when the tweet was posted) and April 26? 115.

The time and dedication it takes to count each of these emojis is astounding. It took me four whole minutes, and that’s after re-starting twice because I screwed up. Four. Whole. Minutes. That’s a trip to the vending machine. That’s time I could’ve spent listening to “C’est la vie” by B*Witched or re-watching the “Beast?” fight from The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills. I don’t have time to count 115 rainbow emojis on a random tweet from January. Hot guys on Instagram need me to scroll through their feeds!

The fact Swift fans even thought to count these rainbows—and then recall the number months later—makes me want to nap for 100 straight days. That’s energy I simply do not have.

The theories get even wilder from here. Let’s talk about how fans realized Swift posted to Instagram on February 23, 24, 25, 27, and 28, but not February 26:

Or how they counted the number of stars in a photo she posted on February 24. There are 61, which is how many days are in between February 24 and—you guessed it—April 26.

Um, these stars are blurry and blend together. Could you count them without wanting to quit and go to bed? Because I sure couldn’t. Every diehard Taylor Swift fan is a descendant of Albert Einstein, apparently.

This Game of Thrones Theory Says Missandei Could Be a Faceless Man

Just about everyone is spending their free time reading theories about how Game of Thrones will finally end. We’ll be one step closer to finding out who gets the Iron Throne after Sunday’s upcoming episode, which will detail the highly-anticipated battle of Winterfell. Until then, the theories will continue to pop up—and this one about Missandei is one of the wildest ones we’ve seen yet.

As a quick refresher, Missandei is Daenerys Targaryen’s trusted advisor. Daenerys met her after traveling to Astapor to purchase Unsullied warriors and took a liking to her demeanor and knowledge of 19 languages, including High Valyrian. In more recent episodes, there’s been a romantic arc involving Missandei and Grey Worm, the commander of the Unsullied.

However, according to some fan theories, Missandei’s mysterious past and dexterity with languages could be clues that she’s not actually who we think she is. Some people think she might be one of the Faceless Men of Braavos, an order of mysterious assassins who can change their appearances as they wish. As the theory posits, Missandei might actually be working against Daenerys and trying to foil her plans.

“Missandei told Davos where she was from when they met & Davos told her his travels took him there all the time and she didn’t have an accent like someone from there,” one Twitter user pointed out. Others have been latching on to the idea of Missandei being a Faceless Man since 2014, pointing to instances in the book where Missandei referred to herself as “this one” and demonstrated really intense, detailed knowledge of how the Seven Kingdoms worked.

Others have shared that even if she’s not a Faceless man, Missandei might turn against Dany because of her love for Grey Worm. After Reddit user Jamesik pointed out that Dany received the prophecy that she would be betrayed for blood, gold, and love—the latter two of which have already happened—user mfGLOVE suggests Missandei could go against her friend in order to save Grey Worm.

It all does sound a touch far-fetched, but crazier things have happened on Game of Thrones. Even the actors have admitted they don’t really know what insane plot points the creators were planning, so it’s tough to rule anything out at this point. Either way, we’ll find out in a few weeks.