I like makeup. However, I’ve never understood the clownish, Instagram cut-out style makeup. No one in real life looks good in that, and I suppose as an art form it is what it is. But I do and always have enjoyed the fine art in itself of enhancing your own natural features. I appreciate the old school type of basic hygiene and present ability that I learned from the earliest, most effective influencer of the day, my mother.
I grew up with a mom embracing the values she has since passed on to me. This was and is a woman that enhanced her own natural beauty in an age where women let their husbands think they literally ‘woke up like that.’
My mom was the type of role model that woke up early, put on a natural face of light foundation, mascara, blush, and lip color. She got up even earlier than my dad (a tool and die shop guy) and put in 45+ minutes of exercise first thing in the morning. Every morning, save Sunday. Only after that routine did she see her husband off to work, got the kids up, made school lunches, and saw us kids to school.
This was the best kind of role model for me and for all women. To this day, I appreciate her example. It was only years later that I knew she touched up her roots to hide greys and never breathed a word to my dad or us kids. Growing up, I just thought she was so effortlessly pretty with a little help from the Mary Kay and Avon ladies.
I grew up with a mom embracing the values she has since passed on to me. This was and is a woman that enhanced her own natural beauty in an age where women let their husbands think they literally ‘woke up like that.’
My mom was the type of role model that woke up early, put on a natural face of light foundation, mascara, blush, and lip color. She got up even earlier than my dad (a tool and die shop guy) and put in 45+ minutes of exercise first thing in the morning. Every morning, save Sunday. Only after that routine did she see her husband off to work, got the kids up, made school lunches, and saw us kids to school.
This was the best kind of role model for me and for all women. To this day, I appreciate her example. It was only years later that I knew she touched up her roots to hide greys and never breathed a word to my dad or us kids. Growing up, I just thought she was so effortlessly pretty with a little help from the Mary Kay and Avon ladies.