Beth“Makeover” may not have been my first word, but it was sure close. I was forever getting into my mom’s make-up, clothes and jewelry to forge a life long love affair with being made up. Beauty, to me means, putting the best face on everything and showing us all in our best light. We are all beautiful, sometimes we just need a little help discovering that.
Okay, so here we go. I’m in love. When I was a kid, my mom became the counter manager for Estee Lauder at our local department store. As soon as she took the position, the company sent all of the wrong sized displays for the spring line. Evidentally it was more trouble than it was worth to send them back to corporate, so… joy of all joys, I had Lauder’s entire spring line at my fingertips. I fell in love. I’d always adored fashion in magazines, movies, TV, books, what have you. Now, I had the tools. More on that later. Did I know I’d have a career in the industry as a hair stylist and make-up artist? Hardly. More on that later too, probably. But I do and I have for about thirteen years now. And I still love it. I love the products, I love fashion, and I love letting people see the beauty I see. Are there down sides? Yep. Lots. But for now, there is beauty and lots of it.
I grew up in the era when girls were painting little eyelashes under their eyes and calling them “twiggies.” So, for more than 40 years — ok 45 — I have been experimenting with beauty products. I have undoubtedly jumped on almost every beauty trend and made every mistake there is to make. But I’ve also learned a lot about the subject, about myself, and I’ve had some successes along the way. And it’s still a subject that excites me. My theme song should be “I Enjoy Being a Girl” and my life-long quest has been for the perfect pink lipstick