How did you become a makeup artist?

A lot of people ask me question, "How did you become a makeup artist?"  When I was 15, my first job was a makeup artist at photography place. At that time, it was  a prestigious job to have and the fact that you can get in spoke highly of you. 

Before I got that job, I always dabbled in makeup. In 7th grade, I remember the first time I ever touched makeup, I tried Revlon liquid liner. It was weird, I practiced and practiced til I got it right. I got compliments on it and that got me in the world of makeup. I dove right in with magazines like Seventeen, Allure, anything that would inspire me. 

At my first job, they trained us and drilled us on how to do "their" makeup for photography. Everyone would leave their loving themselves even more. That's when I realized, I want to do this. I had a great satisfaction seeing women leave and noticing they were more confident. 

In 2011, I went to makeup school and got certified. Thankfully I had awesome teachers and mentors that would ask me to do jobs with them. I did a lot of TF and networking. Then, one of my teachers believed in me so much, I was asked to teach in a prestigious place and curriculum. There was nothing better than sharing my knowledge and to help them take the next step in to their career. 

Since having my condition and the radiations, I have since layed low. I am still doing some freelance. Once I beat this condition, I'm going full swing with my esthetician and makeup. 

Looking forward

Today was a stay home to nothing at all day (except for early morning cleaning, playing my daughters in between laudary) and I have a love and hate relationship with that time to myself. Either I'll do online shopping, I think about how my life is going, how it's not going as I expected as I'm pushing 30. 

I think about the past,how much talent I had and because of my insecurities and no support, I didn't pursue it. Sometimes it's hard to follow your dreams when people see it as a joke when it's a passion of mine. It's a daily struggle to be this strong person that everyone sees in you because of bearing 2 beautiful girls and holding an AVM thru it, and now after 3 brain radiations...no sometimes it's too difficult.  I feel so happy when I see my girls but yet so disconnected. They are so smart and beautiful and I can't compare to their daddy. Someone told me that I am exactly where God wants me to be. That I should feel blessed that I was chosen to be a testament. It's so hard to believe that at times. I am thankful that I can still walk, talk, comprehend.

I've got a longs way to go but th faith is still their

The Day After Christmas

I am the FAN of Christmas, my maiden name means Christmas so it's in my blood. I did not participate Black Friday, I only went once and will never do it another. So instead of indulging in retail therapy, we went tree shopping and decorations for our house. This year I wanted white and silver. I think it was a good decision. 

Needless to say, today isn't even December and who knows what other decorations.