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Sopha mackup
Sopha mackup







My then (male) agent, ever-so-tactlessly wacked my bum and said, “you’re fat, gotta lose that,” and walked off. As a 16-year-old who had never gained weight, or eaten much pasta, the sudden 10 pounds that showed up on my backside was a reality whammy. You may know this, but high fashion modeling requires you to be ultra-skinny. Espresso is, for some, an acquired taste, but for me, it blended with the high-testosterone atmosphere of Milan, and to this day makes me feel like I’m back in a random café near the Piazza Castello.įor true Italian flavor, try Illy Classico Whole Bean Italian Coffee, without crème. To say I was won over was an understatement – I’ve been a coffee drinker ever since, sans the Folgers.

sopha mackup

When I arrived in Italy, Julianne, ever my trusty corruptor, took me out for espresso and cannoli. For complete list, go to YouTube and click SHOW MORE.) Espresso for Bad-Assesīefore moving to Italy to model, I thought Folgers Choice was the only coffee in the world.

SOPHA MACKUP MAC

(Main products used in video : MAC Fluidline Gel Liner in Blacktrack, White MAC eye-pencil, Jane Iredale Eyeshadow palette Naturally Matte, Jane Iredale Lipstick Craving. How do you create her powerful eyes without looking like you hit the Grappa for breakfast?Ĭheck out my makeup tutorial above for an easy-to-follow strategy to pull it off. Yet her eyeliner can be a challenge to duplicate. She’s won an Oscar, a Grammy, five Golden Globes, a BAFTA, a Laurel Award, the Volpi Cup for Best Actress at the Venice Film Festival, and the Best Actress Award at the Cannes Film Festival.īeautiful and brilliant, she inspires me to this day. Sophia Loren’s Iconic Eyelinerįrom the Golden Age of Hollywood, Sophia Loren is one of the most iconic actresses of her generation. In my two months there, I learned to apply Sophia Loren style black eyeliner, sip espresso, avoid the pasta, as well as the cute mafia guy (even though he was soooo cute). It was the beginning of my many lessons in Italy. “Modella, una, duo,” the customs official said, counting the two of us while looking at our passports.

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It was the mid-1980s and Julianne, my fellow model and deceiver, taught me to smile and play innocent. In truth, I was a 16-year-old model, and needed to avoid the all-important work visa. It was at the Milan, Italy, airport customs that I learned to lie and say I was a tourist.







Sopha mackup