Let’s not beat around the bush: we’re oily. We can’t help it. We walk around this city every day in the humidity, and what started as a masterpiece of tasteful tinted moisturizer and Nars Orgasm becomes a sticky, shiny moonface. So what’s a girl to do, cry over the fact that she wasn’t born with naturally matte skin? No. Get yo’ fine ass to the drugstore and pick up some BLOTTING SHEETS!
These dumb sheets are thin and tightly packaged, so they’ll fit in to any purse or clutch. They’re available EVERYWHERE! They make a big difference in the long run because who cares if you’ve perfected a liquid liner cat-eye when your T-zone is like Grease 2: Cruise Control?