Fake Eyelashes by Jamie Rodgers

I think you can tell a lot about someone by what's in their makeup bag; after all, the way you dress says a lot about your personality and how you express yourself. And I love having a rummage through other people's cosmetics because I'm just really nosy like that.

My favourite makeup look is big, bright, piercing eyes and a pair of Eyelure false lashes from Boots; my makeup case is stuffed with a wide selection (over three pairs!) of false lashes. Let's face it, everyone wants thick, luscious eyelashes and the cheapest way to achieve this is by using false lashes. For a mere fiver your eyes will look the sultriest they ever have., and for the budget conscious amongst you I've scoured eBay and found incredible deals of ten pairs for £2-3, I wouldn't say they'd be the best quality or most natural looking of lashes but at least your bank account won't laugh at you.

Often when I scan the sea of faces on a night out in Sheffield all I see are a hundred fake tanned, spidery eyelashed faces staring back at me. It takes all of my patience to not go over and hand them a makeup wipe. Not that I'm having a go at girls that wear makeup and other false… enhancers, but that's exactly it: these things are meant to enhance, not look like they're maiming the poor girl's face. As a huge false eyelash fan myself, I find it incredible how some people can get it so wrong.

We all know the age old rule that you can enhance eyes or lips but never both. But what do you do when you feel like unleashing your inner scarlet lady with a slick of red lipstick? Surely false lashes are out of the question. Yes and no, you can't wear a full strip of thick lashes without looking drag queenish (sorry, sadly it's true) but you can get away with a few single lashes placed on each corner of the eye, it will keep your look dramatic but not theatrical (you don't want to be compared to The Joker).

I guarantee, whatever your style, false eyelashes will be your cup of tea.

Tangerine Dream by Hannah Pearson

It's no secret that when the sun comes out and the skirts get shorter us girls reach for the fake tan. Even pale redheads like myself can't resist the allure of Dove Summer Glow when forced to show our pasty legs.

But is there a point when it all just gets a bit too much?

You know the girls I'm talking about: the patchy ankles, streaky legs, orange palms and toxic smell that follow when you get a bit carried away with the Fake Bake.

The first sunny days of spring bring with them overexcited girls in sunglasses and shorts (which can only really be described as hot pants) shivering in the park as they try to top up their 'tan'. May I remind everyone that it's still March?!

Okay - so you may sense the slightest hint of jealously. I won't lie; I wish I tanned naturally. I can spend hours in the sun but all I can expect is a smattering of freckles at best. But I'm not complaining about the lucky girls who go a natural shade of brown in the sunshine, I'm talking about the girls who look more tangerine dream than bronzed goddess. No one really expects you to look like you've just returned from a holiday in Barbados when, realistically, we'd be happy if we could make it through one British summer barbeque without it raining.

I'm not saying that there shouldn't be a market for fake tan or that we shouldn't indulge in it – but everything in moderation, girls! Tanning lotions, tinted moisturisers and spray tans are fine, just so long as the colour works with your complexion; there's a fine line between being bronzed and being orange - just know your limits of what works for you.