Greetings (with a peachy keen flush to the cheeks) fellow rogues!
I’ve actually been drooling over these blushes (there are four in the line, a recent release from Clinique), since they first make my eyes pop (sorry, I lied) over at Temptalia . Initially I assumed I’d be all over the magical Pink Pop or Berry Pop artefacts, as pink blush seemed safer and more in my usual adventuring territory.
To my surprise, however, when I popped a bit of their peachy counterpart on my vampiric countenance at a Clinique stall in the market, I fell in love with it. It lifts my pasty, phosphorescent complexion to something much fresher and more awake-looking (nighttime heists take their toll, people), and doesn’t have the ‘Hello, I am the king’s orange-tinted court jester’ effect I had assumed at all.
The packaging is simple and beautiful (which is what I expect a brand with Clinique’s message was going for). The crystal (uh, clear plastic) case is prettier than a hunk of sturdy, clear plastic has any right to be, pops open and closed securely and displays the gorgeous blush within to very good effect. Would I have preferred there to be a mirror included? Probably, but then it would spoil the effect.
The first thing that pops into your head when you see the lovely embossed gerbera daisy design on the surface of the blush is, frankly: ‘Oh, great. This thing is too ridiculously cute for me to use. Curse you, Clinique!’. A few seconds later, however, you abandon this rage in favour of popping your fingertips into the glowing, peachy goodness. I won’t lie, I took the colour for the swatch along the grain of the petals, trying to disturb the design as little as possible… :-P
The texture of the blush itself is incredibly silky – it almost feels like a cream product when you swipe your finger across the surface, but it applies and blends on the skin like a powder. Speaking of application and blending, it’s a dream. You just pop it onto your skin, and away you go – I use fingers for most of my makeup application, and this goes on perfectly to give a refreshing pop of natural-looking colour without extensive blending or sheering. The pigmentation is most definitely there, but no court jecters shall result (unless you want that effect, of course).
As you can see, the colour of the blush isn’t actually *orange* – there’s a more than healthy dose of pink in there to bring it into the truly peachy range, and within the comfort zone of a slightly orange-phobic rogue (who desperately wishes she could look good in true orange lipsticks). Swatch time!
I wanted to give you a cheek swatch, but (like my fellow adventurer over at Auxiliary Beauty), my style of blush application is ‘natural’, which means that even heavily applied by face standards, it doesn’t really pop on camera. The effect in person is beautiful, however, with a haze of colour that is visible when you look straight on, but seems to shift as you turn your head, so that you never look like you’re WEARING BLUSH HELLO. If I ever manage to get a face photo that does it justice, I’ll pop one up, of course. :-) I should mention at this juncture that wear time is extensive on me – I have dry cheeks (particularly the area where I apply my blush, and no, this one doesn’t highlight pores or dry spots AT ALL, thank the Gods), and frankly this blush looks completely unchanged after 12 hours (including two of ballet). It would probably wear longer, but I have to take it off sometime…
The verdict: So here’s the tricky thing. I wrote this section, then realised it was identical to my Affinite one. ‘It’s pigmented, endlessly blendable, lightweight, wears like iron, and the colour is neither to cool nor too warm.’ All this applies for Clinique’s peach pop blush, so I’ll leave it as is. Why? Because you can’t mess with the perfect summary. A beautiful blush, with cute design, attractive packaging, and (to be fair) more product for a more enticing price point than Chanel’s offerings, if your gold purse is feeling a little leaner than you’d like. Highly recommended!
The practicalities: Clinique’s Cheek Pop blushes cost NZD ~48.oo / USD 21.00 each for 3.5 g/0.12 oz, are permanent, and may be acquired from Clinique counters and stores the world over, and www.clinique.com. For this particular magical artefact, I am indebted to my wonderful mother and sister, who saw me hyperventilating over it, and got me one :-D <3
Until next time, fellow adventurers, don’t forget to check for traps!
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