It's the phase (usually in early college before you can legally drink) when you're 'not really into drinking right now' and live in the puffy pastel blue clouds of sweet marijuana bliss. I went through this phase for one year, and a lot of my girlfriends did, too.

Zara's Pick: Candy Yum Yum by MAC, $17.50, Nordstrom The Festival Chick Phase: pastel pink It says, 'F*ck it, I'm owning my breakdown.' It's obnoxious and unapologetic. Nothing says 'I'm having a meltdown, but I'm still chic AF' like HOT PINK. So what lip color just screams 'MY LIFE IS FALLING APART!?' In a world defined by inconsistency, I find that wonderfully c omforting. (GOOD NEWS: I hear this subsides in your 30s!)įortunately, you can pull off your melodramatic 'my life is falling apart ' lippy at any given moment. It sucks, but it's just part of being in your f*cking 20s. There is always going to be an underlying fear that it's all going to blow up in your face. I've learned in my 29 years gracing this fine planet that you will always - at some points more than others - feel as if your life is falling into a million tiny shards of glass. Zara's Pick: Manic Panic Lethal Lipstick in 'Black Rose', $10, Amazon The 'Holy Sh*t, My Entire Life Is Falling Apart' Phase: hot pink It's all about the juxtaposition, Kittens. Plus, there is nothing hotter than a badass chick in recklessly ripped denim, a torn vintage tee, beat up converse and an impossibly sexy vixen lip. It's your social responsibility to make a dive bar a little bit, well, sexier. This is the perfect time to wear a really f*cking sexy, dark, vampy burgundy lip. Oh, you know the phase: the 'I don't DO clubs I PREFER dive bars' smug, chill girl phase. I went through this phase when I was about 22 and still flirt with it to this day. This is why I decided to create a list of the perfect lipstick color for every phase of your 20s. That being said, the color in which we choose to adorn our lips says everything about what we're going through, don't you think? They represent secrets, and sexuality, and FINDING YOUR VOICE. It's on our mouths - where we eat, and kiss, and do other dirty things.Īlso, lipstick is emotional.

When I reflect on the last decade, I define it not by 'late 20s' vs 'early 20s,' as we like to do here at Elite Daily, but by 'phases.' And I define phases by lipsticks because I believe lipstick is the most primal makeup of all. I'm about to kiss this complex, dark, screwy, fun, haphazard, mistake-ridden, reckless, anxiety-inducing decade goodbye and enter a more stable, sexy, hopefully-still- fun decade. Who knows? Who cares?)īut alas, my sweet purring kittens, it's happened. (Maybe I'm repressing some massive childhood trauma that's caused me to forget life before 20, maybe not. I don't remember much before the age of 20, to be perfectly frank with you. What?! 30?! I feel like I've been in my 20s my ENTIRE LIFE.

I'm a 29-year-old girl creature who can't even believe, can't possibly wrap her brain around the fact that she's going to be 30 YEARS OLD in three months.

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