#Ysl blur primer review skin#

#Ysl blur primer review skin#

Maybe I’ve just got abnormally hungry skin.Īdmittedly, I’ve been using this product every day which is probably a bit excessive for a sweaty commute, but I love the way it makes my skin feel super soft and nourished in the mornings before I apply any makeup. That said, I’ve spoken to a few makeup artists that wouldn’t dare do up a bride without the stuff, so that tells me I must be missing a trick. For some reason, my skin seems to enjoy absolutely chowing down on my base – and it enjoys a 3pm snack attack on my concealer the most. The only flaw with this primer is that it didn’t give my makeup enough staying power. Once you’ve left it to absorb for 10 seconds, your skin appears more awake, radiant and healthy and I am all about that life. And if you were curious about just how shimmery the gold flecks were, you’ll be pleased to know you won’t be finding any glitter chunks embedded in the creases of your forehead anytime soon. It completely mattifies any shiny patches and evens out your complexion by filling in any lumps and bumps.

But the blurring the pores and smoothing skin texture? Yves, you the man. I imagine it’s how Mariah Carey’s skin feels once she’s done stroking 100 rare puppies on her face, it’s that soft. I can’t speak for the fine lines around my eyes because I think they’re way past anything primer can do for them. I know what you’re thinking, ‘I smell bullcrap’ but for the most part it lived up to its hard sell. Now, my old pal Yves claimed it would blur pores and fine lines, help makeup last longer, smooth skin texture and instantly illuminate the skin. About 5 pumps later and I finally got round to putting it on my face. Even from the first swatch on my hand I could feel how delicate it was on my skin, and so naturally I got carried away. When it came to using the product, I was pleasantly surprised. Because it would look pretty on my non-existent vanity table wouldn’t it guys. But like every fellow beauty junkie, I still bought it. Primer is the last resort, the booty call, the tin of tomato soup that’s been sitting in the cupboard for months and has gone a little bent with age.

I mean, I can justify spending nearly £30 on a foundation that claims it will make me look like Blu Cantrell in the Breathe video, but a primer? Who you gonna call when you wake up looking like The Head from Art Attack? Not primer. That’s a high price for something that technically does sweet FA for the pink hamster cheeks I get in the morning. The Yves Saint Laurent Touche Eclat Blur is a) a mouthful, but also b) pretty amazing, and so it should be for a whacking £29.50! I am primed and I am silky (ain’t those the words of a woman who’s about to conquer the world). It happens to me a lot and I end up having to redo my whole base, hence why me and primer haven’t really been soul mates before now.īut ever since I made eyes at this gold flecked glass bottle, I’m a changed woman. Which brings me onto another bugbear of mine – why does it leave grey bitty blobs on your skin? Like the leftover pieces of a pencil rubber. I know, I know what kind of beauty blogger does that make me ay? I am aware that using one can make your foundation go from zero to hero, but I really haven’t got the patience to sit around and wait for it to sink into my pores. As beauty products go, primer is one thing I really cba with.