The Problem With Some Cream Eyeshadows

I’ve been reaching for cream makeup more often lately.

My skin is very dry, so cream formulas have become particularly appealing to me. I generally find them more comfortable to work with, especially when I want makeup that doesn’t emphasize dryness.

That’s why a recent eyeshadow purchase surprised me.

I tried the BYS Mallow Touch Bouncy Clay Eyeshadow palette, expecting something closer to the cream eyeshadows I’ve enjoyed using.

The colors are lovely, and the palette certainly looks promising.

But the application wasn’t quite what I expected.

Instead of looking smooth on my eyelids, the eyeshadow appeared noticeably dry. It was also difficult to blend, which made the application less enjoyable than I’m accustomed to with cream formulas.

What surprised me most was that this isn’t usually how cream eyeshadows behave on my lids.

Or was I just having an extra dry day? 😆

Of course, not every cream formula is the same. Some have a softer, more emollient texture, while others feel firmer or set differently. And a product’s description doesn’t always tell you exactly how it will perform once you start applying it.

For now, I’m treating this as an initial impression rather than a final judgment.

I’ll continue using the palette to see whether a different application technique makes a difference, or whether the formula simply isn’t the best match for my skin.

It’s a useful reminder that choosing a cream product doesn’t automatically guarantee a creamy-looking finish.

Sometimes the texture you expect and the texture you get are two very different things.

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With elegance and quiet fire,

Lady E
Founder, Glow by Lady E
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