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The Sin: Sloth
I am absolutely hopeless when it comes to styling my hair. Rather than spending hours taming my messy curls, I accept them in all their unruly glory (and get as much beauty sleep as possible). This is dreadful to admit in the beauty world, but I straighten my hair pretty much never. I use my flat iron as a doorstop. And as far as blow-drying goes? Forget it ... I've never even owned a blow dryer! The way I see it, your hair should match your style: And lucky for me, my preferred mode of (lazy) dress is yoga pants or beach bum dresses.
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The Sin: Wrath
Hey, beauty companies, what's your deal? You create these amazing products, like the perfect shade of natural-looking blush (looking at you Bare Escentuals), get innocent people like me completely addicted, and then just yank them away. Or, OK, I'm sorry, you "discontinue" them, like that jargon is supposed to make me feel better. And don't even get me started on "limited edition." I won't dare go near MAC's never-ending rotation of now-you-see-'em-now-you-don't makeup because I know I'm going to fall in love and spend hours searching the Internet in vain for one ... more ... tube. A girl can only take so much, you know?�
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The Sin: Envy
I am baffled and frustrated by some women's ability to curl their hair effortlessly and quickly. They make it look so easy. If I wanted curled hair I'd have to get up at 6 a.m., and even then, any attempt to style the back of my head would only end in tangles, uncurled hair, and in all likelihood a small house fire. I guess I'll just have to find a way to live my life with straight hair and crushed dreams. Or, you know, go to a stylist when I want curls.
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The Sin: Pride
I've been known to wear a cat eye to work on the regular, but if I pair it with a shiny red lip, I go from Cady Heron to Regina George in 60 seconds. Once I paint on Make Up For Ever's Aqua Rouge, my personal soundtrack becomes a running playlist of, "Don't Cha," "Fancy," almost every Beyoncé song, and "Milkshake" (had to), that follows me wherever I go. Aqua Rouge literally does not budge (until I scrub it off with makeup remover), so I take this opportunity to skip the usual trips to the bathroom for touchups, and instead use my time to pose for my friends' Instagram pics and bring boys to the yard � aaand welcome any mirror that just happens to come my way.
Would you sell your soul for a one-of-a-kind designer fragrance? Do you secretly covet your neighbor's skin? If your favorite lipstick color were discontinued, how big of a hissy fit would you pitch? Just because we preach the virtues of wearing sunscreen daily or praise the almighty lip balm doesn't mean we walk the righteous path with all of our beauty obsessions. Some of our sinful beauty mistakes border on the criminal.
Part of the recovery process is admitting you have a problem, so the Total Beauty team shared which of the seven deadly beauty sins we're guilty of committing. Red- alert meltdowns, lazy habits, hoarding -- we've done it all. See our shameful sins and tell us about yours ... because we're all guilty of some beauty transgression, right? Right?!
Part of the recovery process is admitting you have a problem, so the Total Beauty team shared which of the seven deadly beauty sins we're guilty of committing. Red- alert meltdowns, lazy habits, hoarding -- we've done it all. See our shameful sins and tell us about yours ... because we're all guilty of some beauty transgression, right? Right?!
