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ELF Eyelid Primer

What’s your favorite primer? Mine is Too Faced. Urban Decay comes second. I don’t like UD that much because the product dries up. It does not matter if it comes in the potion bottle or the tube. They dry up pretty quickly whereas the Too Faced primers last a long time without drying up.

I have a lot of primers on stock but I was curious about the ELF Eyelid Primer. I thought I can use this for my budget clients.

elf eyelid primer, bitsandtreats

I got this on sale at Landmark for only Php116.80. If you need an everyday cheap primer, I recommend this. It’s a great product! I was even surprised by how well it performed. Some of the eyeshadows crease but I think that’s because I applied the shadows too soon. Let this dry first before applying. Or maybe it depends on the brand.

The staying power is comparable to my UD and Too Faced primers but don’t expect the color to be that radiant by the end of the day. If you want your makeup to go from day to night then I suggest that you layer it and blend thoroughly. You might still need to retouch before you go to your night event.

When all my primers run out, I’ll probably just stick to this. Who needs a thousand peso primer when you’ve got one that works just as well for only a little over a hundred bucks? I think I’ll just save the big name primers for special occasions.

Comments

  1. im buying this soon and waiting for another sale in landmark ;p
    yay thankyou for the review!

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  2. I agree with your review! I tried this one when I ran out of the EH primer. I didn't expect that I'd like it so much. Minimal creasing after 8 hours. I was surprised myself :D

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  3. i love this xx

    xelliealicex.blogspot.com

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  4. Isn't it great when a cheap product works so well?

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