Barry M Bold Black Waterproof Gel Eyeliner Review

Eyeliner and I have a bit of a turbulent relationship. I love it, but I can never seem to find one that works the way I want it to. Usually what happens is the pencil is too sharp, the felt pen is too narrow or the colour isn't intense enough.

I came across the Barry M Waterproof Gel Eyeliner in Superdrug the other day, priced at £3.99, linked here. I liked the fact that it was waterproof as I frequently end up with eyeliner everywhere by the end of the day, looking like a bleary eyed panda.

Unlike some of the other pencils and pens I have wrestled with, the Barry M eyeliner pencil is soft and pliable, making it easy to press into my lashes and maintain a steady line. Once applied, I use an eyeliner brush in order to move the line out to the corners of my eye for a more precise look.

I have tried the eyeliner out twice now, once for work and once for a night out and I can confirm that it has stayed put and not lost any intensity of colour. Even though it does say waterproof, I was expecting some smudging or fading after a few hours but that didn't happen at all.

I can heartily recommend the Barry M Eyeliner pencil to you. I have included some before and after photographs so you can see how it looks on.

That's as much of my naked face
as you're getting ;)

Oops!!  Shadow cam!

Edit: A couple of people have asked me what mascara I am using in the "after" pictures.  It's the Benefit They're Real Mascara.

An Open Letter to a Bully

How ironic that the very day that I write about bullying, found here that I encounter a bully on the street.  Here's my open letter to him, the unknown coward:

Dear man passing in the van,

I saw you looking at me from your side mirrors, laughing to your friend as I passed by on the car park.  My chin went up a little higher and I walked past, ignoring you.

Stood at the bus stop I saw you pull out of the car park.  I knew what was coming.

There are a lot of ways to describe me.  I am a brunette.  I have blue eyes.  I am of medium height.  I have, I'm told, a nice smile when I'm happy.  If you look a little deeper, you find I'm a happy girl.  I'm loyal, I'm friendly and I will give anyone the time of day.  But as I said, I knew what was coming.

"Fat bitch!!!!" you shout at me as you drove past me.  Too cowardly to say anything when I passed beside your parked vehicle, you shout it out on the main street, driving past so I cannot respond.  Well yes, sir, I'm fat, and yes, sometimes I am a bitch.

If you had done this to me a year ago you would have hurt me.  I would have put a brave face on but cried when I got home.  Now though, I just feel sorry for you and the person you are.

So how do we describe you?  The villain in the piece?  Nasty, for shouting at a woman alone in the street, cowardly for not daring to say it when I passed you, insecure if you find it necessary to insult someone you don't know and pathetic, because, well you are.

So I am a fat sometimes bitch.  You are nasty, cowardly, insecure and pathetic.  Overall, comparing us both, I think I'd prefer to be fat.

Lots of love,

The Woman you heckled in the street.