We're all for a bit of self-deprecation about the place, but this month, Allure's editor Linda Wells wafts potently across our bullshitometer.
Having popped over to Milan (as one does) for a TV appearance, Linda found her regular make-up artist was busy. Don't you just HATE it when that happens? So she tried another one, who obviously mis-translated 'fresh and easy' into please plaster as much make-up on me as possible. Oh no! What's a girl to do? Wear sunglasses all day, apparently.
I mean, can you IMAGINE such a trauma??????????????
But Linda slightly over-eggs the pudding at the end when she assures us:
"A visible freckle or even a blotch, may be imperfect, but it's a sign of life. When I scrubbed my face that night.....(it took four make-up removers and a washcloth), I was relieved to discover the spots on my forehead, my flushed cheeks, and my flawed, human pores."
Nice try at sinking to our zit-covered blotchy level, Linda. But you don't get to be editor-in-chief of Allure with flawed, human pores. Everyone knows you have them surgically removed at Senior Beauty editor level.