I was about four years old the first time I encountered the wondrous beauty world. My mother had this bright pink lip gloss that I loved. I would ask her to put in on me would we would get ready to go out. I remember going through her makeup box and looking at everything. I was hooked immediately. My girl friends have told me I have a beauty obsession. I tell them all it started at an early age.
The next encounter was during Christmas and my mother got me a lip balm set from Avon. It was one of the ones with different flavors like; bubblegum, peppermint, chocolate, and cherry.
Man I loved those things. I'd carry them around in my bag and I thought I was hot stuff.
One day I couldn't find them anywhere, come to find out my little brother loved them too. He ate them. Now we both laugh about it, but I was really upset.
Of course he got in trouble, but the poor kid couldn't resist.
I really didn't get into makeup until about 11. I started junior high that year and had curled my hair and my aunt took me into her bathroom and was like " lets do your makeup". I could't believe my ears. I used clear lip gloss and my aunt just put black eyeliner and mascara on me. I wasn't "allowed" to wear eye shadow or blush. I've asked my aunt why that was and she admitted it was because she didn't really know how to do eye shadow. In fact, I was the one who really taught her at about 14 with my cousin's help.
When I was failing my classes my aunt knew the only way to get through to me was to take away my beauty products. I wasn't allowed to wear makeup to school and couldn't use a curling iron. But my friends brought me eyeliner to school anyways. I used it once and tried to wash it off, but it didn't come off. It was glued on. My aunt did notice and I got in even more trouble.
Now, I don't care at all. I've gone out many times without makeup on and wear it proud.
Yes it is fun and beautiful, but it will never change how you feel about yourself inside. Be comfortable without it and embrace it.
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