My dear reader Boo Boo Ninja (Hey babe) was asking me through one of the comments about how I go started on makeup. It is kind of a difficult post for me to write because honestly I'm quite embarrassed by the pictures I'm posting here. These pictures are at the lowest and highest points of my life. Let me explain and ramble a bit.
I wasn't really into makeup before I gave birth. For an only child who has a low pain threshold, my pregnancy was scary and to be honest a little traumatic. My DS was born one month premature. I had complications and I had to deliver him before he was ready.
Pregnancy was hell on my hormones. I already had adult acne and my pregnancy made it worst. I had acute acne all over my face, chin and back. It continued on after. Do you know how depressing it is to always have painful pimples on your face that never went away. The moment one subsides another two would pop up somewhere.
The first few years of being a mom was both wonderful and over-whelming. It was also the time where I had no confidence at all and looked the worst. I was very unhappy, stressed and depressed.
One day I just got so sick of the self-pity and depression that I decided I needed to do something for myself. A good friend recommended me a trust worthy dermatologist and I decided to get my acne problem looked into once and for all. I also started an exercise regime for myself. I never looked back.
That was also the period I discovered how makeup can boost a woman's self-confidence and hide flaws. I went out and bought myself a full coverage foundation (I still remember the brand Covermark!) to cover up my acne. It wasn't the best idea then but from then to now I think my makeup decisions and application improved for the better.
So that is how I got interested in makeup.
I look at what I have done throughout these years, I consider myself blessed.
I always believe that you hold the power to change yourself if you really want to. Don't make excuses for yourself. If you want it, go and do it and get it for yourself. Life is way too short to regret the what ifs. If we don't do the things that make us happy, what is life for?