#autumnal

Fall in the northeast

Fall

I love this! Beautiful colors

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Credit: IG-@ crystalsncreations

As a student, Primark can be a life saver especially when you have socials week in and week out and on a personal level, can give me my monthly dose of affordable Disney and Harry Potter products and basically I like to have a nosey for any bargains. Just the other day I was browsing the beauty area and although I have tried and loved the lip crayons, I noticed eyeshadow palettes.

At my Primark there was two different palettes but I thought I’d go for this one for the autumnal colours for the season and I just love warm shades anyway. Unfortunately I can’t find any particular name for this specific palette but hopefully you will be able to find it if you want to.

Details of the palette;

The palette costs £6, yes you read correctly, six whole pounds. In this you get 12 overall shades breaking down into 5 shimmer shades and 7 matte. The palette does not come with mirror however, I know a lot of cheaper palettes in the drugstore don’t come with a mirror, heck, Kylie didn’t include a mirror and you’re paying 5x more. Although, I quite like the idea of a window so I can see the shades more clearly and easily and chances are I will be using my main mirror so this doesn’t affect me.

Pictured above is the swatches of the palette, as you can see or not see, 2 of the matte shades are quite pale and actually match my skin tone however, on my eyes I have noticed it does come up. From just swatching each of the shades I find them all fairly pigmented, a touch of fallout but nothing outrageous. In particularly, I am in love with the 8th shade which is a gorgeous purple shimmer which only took one swipe for that pay off. Alternatively, the first shade although gorgeous, is not as pigmented I found however would say it would be good for an inner corner highlight.

A look;

So I tested out a few of these shades to create just a simple autumnal look. I’m no mua, I haven’t been taught or anything of a sort and I am still learning so please bare with my final looks but…I found these shades easy to work with, they’re pigmented a lot more that I expected however found they are still easy enough to blend out. Please excuse the dodgy photos, my camera isn’t the best for these types.

Final thoughts;

Overall, I would recommend this product. The Master Eye Palette is a bargain in my opinion for 12 great shades that are open to creating several different seasonal looks and just the texture of the shades are soft and creamy. Bonus, if you’re looking for a cheap palette to practice or if you’re similar to me being a student and don’t want to be going out spending £20+ for a couple of shades, I think this could be a great investment.

Have you tried this palette from Primark, or anything beauty by them? If so, what did you think and should I try it? Is there anything I should keep an eye out for and test for you?

Till next time, xo K

Hello all! It has been a sweet age since I last posted a piece of RDR2 fanfic/headcanons etc. But this week I’ve really been enjoying Autumn and wanted to write a little something involving Javier. Not overly sure what this is but it’s a small comfort fic for this time of year and being cosy. 

No real warning aside from ‘reader’ does smoke. The reader’s relationship with Javier in this is very much open to whether you read as platonic, romantic etc.

Characters: Javier x reader  I  Word count:  1,005

The view from Horseshoe overlook was one you could never tire of. Indeed you wished to watch as the Seasons changed year after year, the colours of the trees reflecting the shortening and lengthening of the days. It was a nice dream to hold on if only for a brief respite from the usual daily chaos. 

It’s then it dawns on you that neither yourself nor Javier have said anything in a while despite being sat side by side. It wasn’t unusual though, the two of you just got along, felt comfortable with one another and sometimes words weren’t needed to fill the silence. You turned slightly to the side and saw Javier staring out into the horizon as you had been. The expression he wore was slightly glazed and not what you were used to. 

“It’s cold,” you say stating the obvious as you rub your arms hoping the friction will garner what little heat they can. 

Sometimes it was okay to break the silence. 

“It’s only gonna get colder,” Javier replies as he lights up a cigarette, offering one to you afterwards.

You accept, grateful for the warmth it will provide just momentarily. 

You shiver, you know even under the layers you’re wearing that they’ll be goosebumps on your skin, you’re not used to this weather or the extreme drop in temperature at night. 

But Fall and Winter were always so beautiful back home and from the change of colour in the leaves to the stars above on a clear night you knew it would be beautiful here too. 

This was what you wanted wasn’t it? The adventure, a change of scenery and a chance to prove yourself. But to whom you were trying to prove yourself to you weren’t exactly sure, to yourself? To friends and your siblings who doubted you? To God… God in your mind had died long ago and somehow you’d made peace with it as you sailed across the Atlantic ocean waving your old life goodbye.

Lost in your thoughts you hadn’t heard Javier speak to you again, his question unanswered caused him to move closer to you and check you were okay.

You jumped back into reality, “Sorry, I’m sorry I just…I get lost in my thoughts some times,” you explained as you lit up the cigarette and stared across the valley.

“We all do, I guess…I think it’s called being human,” he offered a supportive smile. 

Smiling in return you looked at the ground, “I guess.”

“Although,” Javier quickly jumped in, “I get in…we all get lost in our thoughts but some of us…we’re dreamers. Real dreamers. Some of us,” he paused again as he took a long drag of his cigarette, “Have an all too vivid past.”

Looking back up at him you noticed his eyes were now closed. A small gust of wind caused more than the steady flurry of leaves to tumble from above. Orange, red, yellow, brown, colours so golden like sunset, you could feel the warmth spread through you just watching them. 

You placed a hand on Javier’s shoulder, you knew exactly the past he was referring to much like he knew the past you had been running from. 

“Thank you,” you whispered. 

Javier’s eyes opened, “It’s so beautiful up here.”

“Yes,” you agreed.

“Right now I mean,” Javier looked up at the stirring branches, then back across the soft damp grass where patches of fungi grew and pinecones had fallen, shelter and food for small beasties. “This moment, right now.” He repeated. 

You nodded in agreement, “Can we stay here forever?”

Javier was silent for a moment as you finished your cigarette, before you’d even put it out he had opened his flask of coffee and started to pour, “It’s a nice dream to have.” He agreed.

That’s all it was, a dream. You both knew the peace couldn’t last but it was too perfect a moment to not just sit and appreciate the cool air of the dying day as the sun dipped beyond the horizon. 

Your hands wrapped round the mug of coffee, an appreciative involuntary shiver ran up your spine.

Silence again, normally a silence you so appreciated but in that moment you found you could have talked to Javier all night. But what to say next?

“I heard Pearson is making Pumpkin pie tonight,” you said hopefully suddenly thinking of something to say. 

Javier wrinkled his nose and chuckled, “Just don’t get too excited.”

You gave a snort as you sipped the warm coffee, true, Pearson wasn’t exactly the finest cook around and it often left something to be desired. But…equally it was nice to have hope, it was, after-all the thing that drove the gang on. It was what drove both you and Javier on. 

You rested your head on Javier’s shoulder and although you couldn’t see his expression, you had no doubt that he was smiling. Javier’s smiles were rarely big or even that obvious to those that didn’t know him, but you did know him. You knew every part of him.

“Still cold?” Javier asked a moment later. 

“I’m fine,” you lied. 

He sat up for a moment and wrapped his poncho round your shoulders, “No use saying you ain’t cold when it’s as clear as day you are.” He was right, you were shivering against him, out of everyone surely you could at least be honest with Javier?

“Thank you,” you mumbled quietly grateful for the gesture as you pulled the material in close around you.

It was five minutes, maybe ten of silence and listening to the bird song and breeze, perfectly content in the Autumnal wonderland and with the company of one another. But it didn’t last long, it never did. Soon the moment was disturbed by the sound of Dutch calling out for both of you. 

With a heavy heart and a sigh you went to stand up when Javier stopped you, “Just a minute longer, after-all the sun hasn’t finished saying goodbye.”