The Woman Who Taught Me That Makeup Is More Than Beauty
There was a day I had a client — quiet, older woman, maybe in her late 40s. She booked me for a makeover for her daughter’s wedding.
When she came in, she looked at me and said,
“Please, just make me look beautiful. I haven’t worn makeup in years.”
She sat quietly as I worked. No complaints, no mirror-checking, just calm.
As I started blending her skin, I noticed she had scars and dark spots — signs of aging, maybe stress too. I worked carefully, choosing soft, warm tones to brighten her face but still make her look like herself.
When I was done, I handed her the mirror.
She stared… and tears dropped from her eyes.
I panicked, thinking I had done something wrong.
Then she said quietly,
“This is the first time in 15 years that I feel beautiful. I forgot how I looked when I was younger.”
I couldn’t even talk. I just held her hand and smiled.
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