The Cupcake Theory

5)Brushing up on Makeup skills, Wait which brush do I use?

5) Brushing up on Makeup skills, Wait which brush do I use?

Now apply your concealer under your eyes and at your highlight points.

I fumble around the makeup bag, spilling bottles and compact containers over my desk. What does concealer look like? What's it even supposed to do? Wait she said something about highlight points. Great. Another thing I'm going to have to Google.

When I woke up this morning to the sound of the neighbours mowing the lawn a weird thing happened. I didn't want to cut their heads off with their hedge trimmer.

It might have been because it was the beautiful cloudless day or the amazing sleep I had. Or maybe even because I had a full conversation with Aaron without embarrassing myself.

Yep, definitely the latter.

All I knew was that today was going to be a good day.

So I decided that I would try to apply makeup to show everyone that I'm confident and going to kick life in the face.

The keyword at the moment is definitely trying.

Now I am no beauty guru, that's Zoe's area but I think I'm able to follow simple instructions from YouTube.

Oh, so I thought.

So far there has been a lot of yelling at my laptop screen and throwing of cosmetics everywhere to try and find products I've never even heard of.

Primer? Concealer? Contouring?

I. Have. No. Idea!

Okay so now we get to do the eyeshadow! So we put this powder on top first to make sure the eyeshadow sort of sticks and stays. You know what I mean.

No. I really don't know what you mean.

Add your lightest colour to your lid and crease with a brush.

Wait my crease? What brush? WHY ARE THERE SO MANY BRUSHES!!

I'm using the same colour again but with a denser brush to...

You know what? I don't need a tutorial for makeup I can easily do it myself. It's not that hard.

After applying the normal essentials (pretty much the things I've heard of) I look...Different.

Okay so my face may be a much darker shade than it usually is, my eyeshadow didn't really blend well and my eyes look semi alright.
My overall conclusion is that I could look worse but for my first try I look okay.

I stare at myself for a second longer. Yeah, Nah. This isn't happening today. From the makeup bag, I stole from my mum I take out the makeup remover. It was nice while it lasted but maybe next time I'll do it with human supervision.

Next, I have to tackle the bird's nest that I call my hair. Should I do my hair up on a fancy milkmaid braid? No, I'm not going through the struggle of hair tutorials. That can only end up in a very knotty disaster. Wait maybe could change my hair colour to revamp my look. I know it's not really a normal colour like blond, brunette, black or even red (which would be awesome). Instead, I get stuck with hair that varies between white and grey; I'm not even old yet and I've got grey hair.

I grab my bag from under my desk and head towards the kitchen where my parents stand in their usual positions at the counter discussing their work for the day.

"Hey honey, I saw that you won't have much time to eat so I -ohh" My mum turns around and throws a muffin in the air, we both watch it fall to the ground in horror. Looking up at each other, we all share a short condolence for the now-dead muffin and at the same time utter confusion about what just happened. "I see you put some umm eyeliner on today. You look...nice" I can tell she was struggling to get her words out. That's never a good sign.