A slick brunette chignon, sweeping pale powder just below the brow and a squeaky clean complexion lent models an air of pared-back Nordic sophistication, nicely subverted by a fully-blown glitter ball pout. Im always in favour of a statement lip, going by the theory that people become so transfixed by the orange gloss they fail to notice your puffy eyes, but could the cosmetic equivalent of a pair of sparkly hot pants be a statement too far? Theres only one way to find out...
As the ELLE Beauty Editor intern, my first day in the office seemed a perfect time to give some experimental maquillage a whirl theres nothing like making an impact, and it would be a conversation starter if nothing else. I began in safe territory with Clinique Superprimer, £20, a velvety base that smoothed over my pores, mattified any oily bits and created an even surface perfect for playing around on. Next came Maybelline Dream Matte Mousse Foundation in Champagne, £12.99, a super-light formula with a texture reminiscent of Angel Delight and a sufficiently ghostly shade for this ice queen look (and my pasty Scottish pallor). Topshops beautifully blendable All Over Glow Liquid Illuminator, £10, layered up nicely on my brow bone to lend the requisite pearly flash before the fun part really began. Bit by bit I layered up Benefits suitably gloopy Ultra Plush Lip Gloss in Lollibop, £14.50, and Bourjois Manicure Toppings in Lilac Sand, £6.99 until my disco-lip look was complete. And the results? Much like scratchy sequins themselves; not as much fun as it looks. I looked (as Beauty Director Sophie was too polite to say but I drew out of her in the name of research) deathly. Something about the combination of purple and silver caviar on pink gloss resulted in a blueish hue that was, frankly, alarming. The beads weight reminded me of that delicious moment after eating a Fab where you get to lick the remaining sprinkles from your lips, except these werent chocolate sprinkles, and accidentally ingesting them was not so fab.
Verdict: Disco may be back on our iPods but I doubt anyone could possibly stay up all night to get lucky with this look. Gorgeous for the rarefied world of couture, but sadly not for me.
Best For: Scaring your colleagues, experimental eating.