e.l.f. Prism Eyeshadow Palette (Naked) Review + Swatches

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e.l.f. Prism Eyeshadow Palette Naked

e.l.f. Prism Eyeshadow Palette Naked

Hello again!

This is probably my favourite e.l.f. eyeshadow palette that I have because the formula is amazing! This palette is definitely comparable to much higher-end palettes. They have 2 other shades, this review is on the “Naked” palette.

The formula of these shadows are very buttery and pigmented. I find that applying them with my finger works better than with a brush since it picks up the product better. When I pat them on my eyelid with my finger I do not get any fallout as they stick well to any base. When used with a brush it can get powdery and has some fallout during application. They last very well throughout the day.

All 6 shades are shimmery; there are no mattes, so I use other shadows for my transition and crease shades. As the name of this palette suggests, these are all neutral shades.

The swatches below…

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Hubbard Here! Hubbard There! Power Plant Hubbard Everywhere!

Power Plant Men

Originally posted October 11, 2014.

I’m not exactly sure why, but after having written 144 Power Plant Stories about the Coal-Fired Power Plant in North Central Oklahoma, I have yet to really tell you about one of the most important Power Plant Men during my 20 year stay at the Power Plant Palace. I have mentioned many times that he was my carpooling buddy. I have called him my Power Plant Brother. I have explained many of his characteristics in other posts, but I have never really formally introduced you to the only person that would answer the Walkie Talkie radio and the gray phone with “Hubbard Here!”

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There are a couple of reasons why I have waited until now I suppose. One of the reasons is that I have two very terrific stories about Scott and I that I will be telling next year, as they…

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Mr. Frog’s Wild Power Plant Ride

Power Plant Men

I woke up from a dream this past Wednesday where I had just insulted a young lady who had cancer treatment by calling her “baldy”. In the dream I was attempting to be funny, but as soon as I said it, I knew I had crossed the line of common courtesy. I acknowledged right away that “I shouldn’t have said that”, and rose from my chair to go find whoever it was so that I could apologize. In my dream I was never able to find the person, though I thoroughly searched whatever restaurant-factory-office building we were in. You know how thing are in dreams.

I preface this post with that thought because someone may take offense to the title I have chosen today. So, let me just say that this is a story about someone that has been the source of constant conversation in my family for the past…

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