I remember at a young age always being fascinated by makeup. I remember my mother’s cherry red Estee Lauder lipstick that she had to hide from me when I was four because I wouldn’t stop putting it on. I remember being in New York for the first time, stepping into a MAC store and saying “I’m gonna be a MAC artist one day”. I remember the day I was – 18 years old, going to Texas A&M full time, working at the MAC counter full time, trying to survive full time.
Makeup tells a story. Women are vulnerable without makeup on. They’re revealing their bare skin, their imperfections that they’re taught to cover up. It’s in that vulnerability that women most often expose their thoughts, fears, accomplishments – their story. And it’s then that I learn about people and I cater their makeup towards who they are. If they’re struggling with insecurities, I throw on a red lip stick. Nothing makes a woman feel sexier and more in control than her perfect shade of red lipstick (well also wine can do that, but if that’s not you’re thing, red lipstick is just as good). There is no greater feeling in the entire universe than seeing a client walk out differently than the way she walked in – her head a little higher, her walk a little sassier – confident. A confident woman cannot be tamed.
My one goal, no matter what I’m doing, is to spread a little light and confidence in this world. If I’ve done that, I’ve succeeded.