Millie Mackintosh shares her makeup hack to get a ‘10 second facelift'
Although she's never been shy about sharing which cosmetic procedures she's had done, recently Millie Mackintosh showed fans how to achieve a sculpted, lifted without a single needle or filler in sight. The former Made in Chelsea star shared a video on Instagram where she teased: 'I'm having a facelift!' Before adding: 'But luckily, it only takes 10 seconds.'
Using nothing but two different makeup products, Millie showed how some careful placement of contour and highlighter made her jawline and cheekbones look higher and tighter. Although she admitted the results were subtle, she did say she could see a difference in her face, with fans also agreeing that they could see a slight change in Millie's face after the contouring.
Unlike the 2016 trend of harsh contouring across your whole face, Millie's 10 second hack involves a much more minimalist approach to contouring, placing a little concealer and a darker foundation around your jaw and cheekbones. To start the process, Millie applied the Dior Forever Skin Perfect Multi-Use Foundation Stick in a slightly darker shade to her skin tone down either side of her mouth towards her jaw, which helps create a tighter look.
The Dior foundation stick is a splurge at £48, but if you want some more affordable options we also love the Unreal Skin Sheer Glow Tint Hydrating Foundation Stick from Charlotte Tilbury, which is £35 and has a blurring and smoothing finish. For an ultra budget-friendly pick, Kiko's Sculpting Touch Creamy Stick Contour is only £11.49 and is creamy and highly blendable, making it perfect for looks like this which require lots of blending.
Once the contour was placed around her mouth, Millie then applied Lancôme Teint Idole Ultra Wear Care and Glow Concealer in small dots to the middle of her chin, as well as placing them under her cheekbones. This helps to create the illusion of lift and brightness in those areas, making them more prominent and creating the 'facelift' look.
Millie's go-to Lancôme concealer is currently 20% off in Debenhams' summer sale, slashing the price from £31 to £24.80. It also has a buildable medium coverage with a subtle glow, making it perfect for that radiant, summery look.
To finish, Millie used Merit's Brush No 1 Blending Brush, £28, to carefully blend both the foundation and concealer into her skin. Thanks to the creamy nature of both beauty products they blurred together instantly, creating a natural-looking finish, saying: 'I think it's made a subtle difference.'
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