W H Y D O Y O U W E A R S O M U C H M A K E U P ?
A question posed often.
Usually out of curiosity than malevolence. I answer jokingly with a half-hearted smile and benign laughter. 'People scream when they see me bare-faced,' or 'One thing leads to another and nothing ever stops.'
A person's descent into makeup madness begins slowly. Just a concealer and mascara before exploding into puffs of powdering smoke and smokey eyes. I decided to tell my beginnings through visual-audio form.
Insecurities played a huge role.
I didn't spend my childhood stealing my mother's MAC lipsticks. I spent it reading Sun Tzu's Art of War, recommended by my father. Sneering at my sister and cousins, much more feminine than I ever was (and will be), who did enjoy makeup.
Until puberty struck. Grovelling self-esteem compelled me to purchase my first concealer. Thus begins the madness.
Excuse my end-of-the day face, and bare face. Terrifying, I know.
This won't be the only time I will remove my makeup in front of a camera. Much to the horror of my mother. Hopefully, I will film a Skincare Routine or How I Remove My Makeup soon. Soon used loosely.
Why do you wear makeup?