I don't wear much makeup. I was taught that makeup should enhance your features and not be noticeable. I go by the theory, if you can tell I'm wearing makeup, then I'm not doing it right. You should notice me and my glowing, personal style, not my makeup.
When going out and about, my usual prep routine includes hair dried and sprayed into place, and makeup including a blending base, a slight line of charcoal eyeliner, and eyeshadow just a touch darker and shiner than my base. If I wanted to really glam it up I might slap on some mascara.
I usually feel pretty confident in my look.
Twice in the last few months I've had a chance to have my makeup done for me by professionals. Both times the first thing the makeup artist did was look at my face closely and ask very nicely "now, do you usually wear any eye makeup?"
I was a little thrown off guard, both times. Because I thought I WAS wearing eye makeup.
Maybe I'm just doing such a good job of applying it that not even a professional can tell where my natural face ends and the makeup begins.
So today I put on more makeup than usual. I really laid it on thick. I used 2-tone eyeshadow. I keep catching my reflection in windows and mirrors and thinking, I look HOT.
I'm headed to Target shortly. I wonder if people will wonder who the supermodel is, browsing the toilet bowl cleaners.
I plan to do some winking, as long as my eyelashes don't stick together.
I am a mom, hear me roar
5 weeks ago
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