Wherever I go, you will bring me home. As the daylight fades, she’s starry eyed.
Step into the light. Beauty needn’t be complicated.
Seasons change, but she always finds her way way back to the shore. With dewy skin, a smudged eye and little else.
I’m giving you a night call to tell you how I feel. Smoky-eyed and ready for sundown; Jeet Pavlovic is our disco muse.
She’s got the moves. Make them stare with lips that set hearts aflame.
Heads will turn. Take it from Tom Ford: a pop of colour goes further than you know.