Who knew model Coco Rocha was such a maestro with makeup? On a recent visit toVogue’s Beauty Department, fashion’s favorite muse ventured inside our Beauty Closet—a room stocked floor-to-ceiling with every company’s newest products—to do a little summer shopping. Here’s what she found:

I’ve been to Vogue on numerous occasions, and I’ve found myself in the Fashion Closet on many of those visits. However, the other day I found the Beauty Closet. That, my friends, is a whole other ball game. . . . I never knew it even existed. I was overwhelmed. Wall-to-wall cosmetics, with every imaginable brand and product. You name it—it’s in the closet. I headed straight forSmashbox, as I have this eye shadow called Pearl that I use all the time. It’s a yellow shimmer, great for highlighting any part of your face you want to accent. Then, moving to my right, I found YSL. I already had an idea of what I wanted to try: I had to get myself a Touche Éclat—one can never have enough of that. Then there was the wall of perfumes. My mother is in love with Marc Jacobs’s fragrance, so I got her a bottle (I think she will be pleased!). I then retraced my steps and started at the very beginning of the closet—which is organized alphabetically by brand—and found myself checking out Bobbi Brown. I’ve always wanted to get that concealer palette all the makeup artists use. Not that I need all those colors, but I find myself doing my friends’ makeup quite frequently, and it will be put to good use. Next up was Chanel, which is always a good line from which to get a little bit of everything. For me, this included more concealers, the No 18 perfume, and a few eye shadows. Finally, there was Dior, where I was drawn to what looked like a small wallet with a black bow. When I opened it, it turned out to be an eye-shadow palette with black cream eyeliner, a great must-have (Jazz Club Palette in Smoky Jazz). And, of course, their new cover-up (Diorskin Nude): my new favorite thing in the entire world. There is so much more that I could go on about, but before this turns into a novel about cosmetics, I will stop!

—vogue.com