An unfortunate incident as a teenager quickly humbled me in the presence of blush. Today I’m here to impart my learnings onto you…
The first time I remember being horribly embarrassed by my mother was when I was 14 years old. I had somehow gotten my hands on a bunch of cheap makeup (thanks, suburban shopping malls!) and decided to experiment with it right before a family dinner. I thought I looked amazing; that I’d really nailed the whole no-makeup-makeup look before it was popular.
My mom, on the other hand, took one look at my face, grabbed a tissue with one hand and my face with the other, and proceeded to wipe off the roughly three pounds of powder blush I’d painstakingly applied to my cheeks. On its own, the wiping wouldn’t have been so bad had it not been accompanied by a playful lecture about being “too young for makeup,” having a “light touch” and something about “clown paint.” Oh, and it was also in front of my entire extended family.
This is only a snippet of a Beauty Article written by Allie White
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