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Velvet Kisses

When I read The Black Pearl's blog review of these Bourjois lipsticks, I just had to run to Superdrug and buy one.....I say one, I ended up buying four! (Oops)

I tried all six shades available on my hand and fell in love with most of them, but my eyes of course immediately went to the reds and vibrant Spring colours (sorry for the uninspired 'doctors waiting room' stale white background. I just really wanted to show the vibrancy of the colours).
Left - Right: Personne ne Rouge, Frambourjoise, Hot Pepper, Olé Flamingo
The best thing about it getting darker a lot later is that I can get myself home and try new makeup without distortion of lighting, and I couldn't wait to give these a try:
Shade 01: Personne ne Rouge
Shade 02: Frambourjoise
Shade 03: Hot Pepper 
Shade 05: Olé Flamingo

The formula consisting of evanescent oils make these feel exactly as described, like Velvet. The texture is so smooth, silky and easy to apply; the Matte finish takes a few minutes to take affect and leaves you with a sultry pout for the day. I wore Personne ne Rouge for dinner after work and my lips felt hydrated and soft with no need to apply - a huge perk with a Matte finish. 

You really need to give these a try. I'm utterly thrilled with my choices, and let's face it, who wouldn't want to be showered with Velvet kisses?!

'til next time.

Love and hugs,


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