Lancome's Le French Touch Lipstick employs several of my favourite tactics - pretty packaging, prettier pink insides and le word 'le' used in le name. Le yay!

Peeping at my bottle of Revlon's Midnight Affair, it looks like a nice glossy dark blue with a slight shimmer, right? You'd think so, but it just so happens that Revlon apparently has a deep dark grudge against me and my nails and was waiting for just the right time to strike. Just waiting, watching, judging...

Firstly, here are my nails with the three coats it took to build to an opaque shade, plus quick dry drops and top coat. Please ignore the shocking job I do of colouring within the lines, I've never had that hand-eye coordination thing down.

The little SOBs looked dry, and even felt dry, so I went and got lunch and did all my regular hand-related activities. The photo above is what they looked like twenty minutes later. I was so mad.

A super duper speedy nail of the day for y'all tonight*. Obviously I'm having a bit of a cheap thrill kick this week, after my last post on Ulta3 eyeshadow. Mode nail polishes clock in at teenie weenie A$2.45 each, as do the rest of the products made by the brand. This includes foundation, eyeliner and all kinds of el cheapo goodies. I'd never dream of trying a $2.45 foundation, but hey, after trying their polish and falling in love with its smooth application, opaque coverage and gorgeous colour, who knows? (Nope, sorry, I'm never going try a $2.45 foundation. You can't make me!).

I'll admit I wasn't super interested in trying anything from Ulta3. This is because I can be a snob and I think things like "My precious eyelids are way too sensitive for something that costs less than a bag of hot chips. Begone, cheap and nasty, bring on the more suitable Giorgio Armani." Only the best for delicate flower Michaela. 

So of course I somehow ended up with an Ulta3 single eyeshadow from my local pharmacy (went in to buy Sudafed, left with bag of cosmetics and three types of gum). Of course it's an awesome shade which I've used regularly since, but have neglected to review it until now as its effectiveness is somehow an affront to my sensibilities. I know that makes zero sense, shut up!

A girl on the M30 snuffled away next to me earlier this week. "You smell AMAZING!" she whispered. This is becoming a common scenario for me. Not because I totally kill with the public transport ladies, or because I have a lovely natural scent, a heady musk if you will. It's because I smelt like something comforting, something that she couldn't quite put her nasal passages on. I smelt just like her boyfriend in the best possible way. 

Having read the title of this post, you of course now know why I smelt like her boyfriend, right? It's because I was wearing her manfriend's signature scent. 

Now, I know hitting the boy's fragrance bottle isn't groundbreaking stuff, but there's a lot of ladies out there who may sneak a spray of their fella's fragrance once in a while, but don't dive into the men's perfume section at David Jones or what have you. By ignoring these choice scents, you're missing out on almost half of your possible options! What if your, and I mean YOUR signature perfume was one of the man-branded marketing miracles, and you are unknowingly missing out of years of nasal nirvana?! Silly, right?

As always, I'm here to confuse help, so buckle in for a nice long read. I personally feel that Autumn (which it is currently down Australia way) is a super time to man-handle your pulse points. Weather is cooling down, you're retiring your Summer scents, but may be hesitant on hauling out the cosy Winter warmers. A guy's pong in a bottle (I'm running out of words for perfume here!) could be the perfect inbetweener, as many feature notes like amber, musk and warm woods. 

Ready? Of course! Scared? No way! You're super brave! Here are my favourite manliest man scents for you non-men to try.