Where’s the first place a young girl learns about makeup?
That would be her mother’s vanity cabinet when she’s not looking!
When I was 13,I used to observe how my mother would put on her make-up,when she wasn’t around I would sneak into her cosmetic stash,prance in front of the mirror,purse my lips and tried to duplicate the magical look that she so effortlessly sported. She had this air of perfection as she sauntered around the house KNOWING she was flawless.
When I got really bold I would go to school with it on (my mother would leave for work before I went to school) and draw compliments from the boys and queries from the other girls as to how I applied my makeup. “ Does your mother know? “ and “ How do you get your cheeks so red?” that would ask. I’d stand in the middle of the crowd glowing not only from the powder has applied but from a place of appreciation for my new found 15 minutes of fame.
One day I was caught by my mom with a heavily- made-up face . She came home from work early ,before I could wash off the evidence. I guess you know what happened next. Ouch!
The only cosmetics my mother would allow me to wear was Chery Chapstick. On special occasions I was allowed to wear clear cherry lip-gloss over the balm. Maybelline™ Kissing Potion Cherry Smash or Strawberry Swirl gave my lips the “wet “look ,and a yummy flavor of berry flavor which led to licking my lips constantly. Of course that meant constant touch-ups!
Ever since then, the world of beauty has been my guilty pleasure.
All of my allowance &my after school job savings would go for cosmetics and chocolate (my other passion)!
My first real job was with a famous cosmetic company taking orders from existing accounts by phone,fielding questions &matching color swatches. By this time,I was starting to get some freelance work as a make-up artist for weddings,and even scored a photo shoot for a musician’s album cover.
This is how I started a love affair with the beauty world, thanks Mom!