Certain shades of blue make my skin crawl. I find powder blue to be especially offensive, and teal blue is a close second. What can I say? Some reactions are visceral. (And my frightening, blue eye makeup-wearing third-grade teacher might have something to do with it.)

I first wanted bangs when I was 6 years old. It was the mid-80's, and my little sister had a blunt fringe that would have made Jane Birkin jealous. (She also had hair as thick and straight as heavy drapery.) I begged my mom for bangs, but she made it clear that with my round face and curly hair it would never happen. No way. Zero chance.

There was a time when a hangnail or dry cuticles would've gone unnoticed. Now, nail issues are front and center thanks to the ubiquitous nail art trend and the popularity of polish in general. With nails becoming more of an accessory required to complete your look, nail issues have never been more important.

I love any sort of multi-tasking product. I get excited about every new two-in-one lip and cheek stain. I applaud the infinite uses of salves. (Cuticles, split-ends, chapped lips, the list goes on.) Any beauty product that saves time and lightens my makeup bag is a keeper.

My obsession with makeup started when I was 14. I spent hours in the bathroom mirror creating what I thought were mini masterpieces. Big whoop, what teenage gal doesn't play with makeup, right?