Do you still use much Urban Decay? You won't find a better eyeliner; take that from someone who's slapped on and scrubbed off a bathtub's worth of the shit in her many, many years of dramatic eye business. But even this somewhat nostalgic crone thinks they need to move on from the anachronistic elements in their branding and perhaps cool it with the endless reiterative palettes of increasingly unpredictable quality.
All negging aside, there was a reason the most demanding demographics clasped the brand to their bosoms back in the day; UD stirred the chronically underserved freak aesthetic into superlative formulations better than anyone else, aside from the more obscure theatre brands.
They're still moving shit forward and largely eschewing that whole personality-centric promotional thing (cue cat retching gif). As far as I'm concerned, the only bitch qualified to have their name on a fucking lipstick is Tim Curry. Or Fat Bob.
Please ignore the furriness apparent in these bullet pics; I lazily wiped a tissue over it and that's why it looks like it was dragged through a hedge backwards.
I bought MrsMW after falling for all the usual beauty-related honeytrap shit. Namely, being assured it was that one death-dealing red to rule them all. Imagine: settling on one shade, buying ten tubes and finally being able to rest. This prospect was bolstered by Mrs MW's online pics (even though I know most of them are pure, unrepresentative garbage). And then of course we have the ruinous, sirenic allure of discontinuity. However tragically cognate they may seem, unavailability and awesomeness are unrelated values and at least 50% of my discont' buys have been duds. I know it, you know it.
I bought it anyway. So I'm sorry to report the inevitable truth; slapped on conventionally, MrsMW doesn't offer a shit tonne of distinction.
Celebrity endorsement is a double edged sword. Not everyone itching to spend the last thirty two bucks in their account on makeup is a breathless starfucker. Having long-despised both Tarantino (more cat retching) and the titular character, I had to step over my loathing of the wretched subcult surrounding them to buy this shade.
This is the initial Revolution LE Mrs Mia Wallace release in the purple bullet and it's difficult to ascertain if there's much difference between it and the later Vice version. The OG one seems to go for a lot of $ on eBay for something that's still ostensibly available, so draw your own conclusions.
Mrs MW stays unpleasantly present on the lip, and I don't care for the persistent greasy sheen either. This kind of sinister mouthfeel can be reassuring on one level; you know the product will live through drinks and food and 3am, no problem. You might end up with lint and rolling papers stuck to you though, so don't pass out anywhere.
If you're salivating over the Mrs Mia Wallace of the enticingly intense raspberry swatches, you should know that some dirt and quite a lot more yellow show their arse once it's gone live on your cakehole.
How this ambiguity is achieved, technically speaking, remains a lens-evading mystery; Nars Red Lizard pulls exactly the same voodoo, tilting from berry to tomato in the blink of an eye. For reference, I'm a blank white canvas with both blue and yellow undertones; the only thing this melanin-dodging pelt is good for is wearing lipstick without prejudice and Mrs MW even pulls dirty on me. All the way into deep oily brick, in fact, a stronger look in this tonality than many might be comfortable with. I find it boring at full volume and would prefer a big old matte like Nars Cruella to achieve this sort of effect with more sophistication.
Any Mrs MW magic happens when you bust out a tissue and knock it back a little. With some judicious sheering out, the grunge relents and lets the raspberry peep on through. A moderately skilled punter can make the most of the colour shift to contrive a painterly, single-shade gradient so filmic and devastatingly gothique that you'll have to keep reminding yourself you haven't actually contracted syphilis from Aleister Crowley. Worn well, Mrs MW can be a thing of (some) beauty.
Nars Cruella, Mac Red, Tenor Voice, UD F Bomb natural outdoor sunlight