Oh dear oh dear oh dear. I spend several hours a week trying not to laugh at teenaged girls who favour this make-up look.
You know the style; foundation the colour of mud, which stops dead at the jaw-line, but is smeared all over the white shirt collar. This is complemented by pencilled eyebrows of which Leonid Brezhnev would have been proud and a triple-thick layer of Germolene-pink lip-gloss. I am proud to say that I kindly just suppress my smirks and hand them a couple of baby wipes to clean it off.
Isobel explained that she was bored when she got home from school and this is why she experimented with the look I like to call “Isolation Room Year 9”. Milka only got roped in so I could share this with you all via ACAD. Sadly, I think he may have been smeared like a shirt collar during the photo-shoot.