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On the second day of the new year, I melted lipstick!

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I got this dollface palette from a bazaar last year and I just slapped on the colors that I cut off. Today, I finally had the time to melt the colors and make them a bit more presentable.

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I put sticker labels on the cover so I know what shades and what brands the lipsticks are. The problem is, I already forgot most of them and I already threw out the tubes.
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Whether you’re a professional makeup artist or you’re just someone who wants convenience with her lipstick tubes (not to mention all that extra space in your vanity) here’s a simple how to:

Materials:
Spoon
candle
matches
a small spatula to scoop out every last bit of lipstick
a palette

You just cut off a portion of the lipstick with the spoon or with a knife (if you’re OC) then melt over the candle. Be careful that the edges of the spoon don’t come in contact with the flame/smoke otherwise your lipstick will end up with black specks. 

When everything is melted, pour over the well of your palette. It hardens up easily so you may want to work fast with the molding. Don’t forget to wipe off the bottom of the spoon to remove the black specks after each round. Always start with a clean spoon from top to bottom. Well, that’s it! I hope you found a new project to work on for those lazy weekends!

Comments

  1. Whoa. This is so cool. Thanks for sharing! :)

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  2. nice idea. i'm a sloth so i usually settle for spooning out the remaining lipstick from the tube and dunking it in a tiny plastic pot.

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