About a week ago, I decided I'd try a make-up trial for the wedding.
No. No. No. I looked like a drag queen.
When I described what I wanted…I told her Audrey Hepburn cat-eye - muted and not dramatic.
I also explained to her that I don’t typically wear a ton of make-up and do not want a ton on for the wedding – just want to look a little nicer than my every day.
In lovely list form I’ll tell you what she did:
1. She drew eyebrows for me so that the lower part met where my eye lashes ended and she used a super dark, dark, dark brown. It was mortifying.
2. She lined my lips with a pretty pink and then put a frosted color over the top – but leaving the lip liner on the outside…..OUTSIDE lining my lips. I looked like I was from the late 80’s/early 90’s.
3. I told her I wanted a matte, nude eye shadow with a focus on eye liner and lashes. Well, she used a dark gray sparkly shadow on the upper portion of my eyelids UP. TO. MY. EYEBROW line. Then she took a stark white sparkly shadow and filled in the rest – including down the sides of my nose. Then she proceeded to rim MY ENTIRE CIRCUMFERENCE of my eyes with black…and thick.
4. The only part I liked were the eyelashes…which I am fully capable of doing myself.
Worse yet!! My make-up chair was facing everyone. I didn’t get to see the make-up until she was completely finished. So there I am, thinking I looked great and wasn’t really all that embarrassed that EVERYONE was watching what was going on….until B.O.O.M. she shows me the mirror and it takes every mental, emotional and physical bone in my body to not cry, laugh or just emotionally explode – maybe even give her a little punch. I looked like a clown and my ego was smashed to the ground! I politely said, “it’s just a bit dramatic and intense.”
Oh and…I had to pay $35 to look like a clown.
