Now, I never hear a lot about Chanel's make up range. I don't know if that's because they don't court bloggers so much it because the higher price points put us off their products but I was recently tempted to give some of their products a go and maaaaaaan, I wish I hadn't.
I was at a friend's wedding about a month ago and couldn't help but gush over my old roommate's eyeliners (because that's who I am). I was by that girl's side all day long and even though it was on the inside lower rim (my make up nemesis), it never smudged, never faded, never looked anything less than perfect. When she told me it was Chanel (just like her handbag, the cow) I knew I had a date with the Bloomingdales counter. Sure enough, days later, I trotted in and parted with $60, coming away with the black and the espresso waterproof eyeliners.
Not one to do things by halfs, I immediately got on a plane to Texas and put these bad boys to the test. 90 degree heat? Check. Twelve hours driving around hill country in a tiny Fiat 500 with a boy? Check. Swimming pool and frozen margaritas? Check, check, check. And did these eyeliners smudge once? No. No they did not. They didn't smudge when I went dancing, they didn't smudge when I fell
asleep in them.
And yet, if you wanted to smudge them out into a beautiful smokey eye, they did exactly as they were told and stayed exactly where I put them.
And that's why I'm sad. Because now I'm going to have to spend $30 every time I want a new eyeliner. Damn you, Chanel.