"Be slow to fall into friendship & love, but when you are in, continue firm and constant."
Someone should've told Tray that.
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••• A I R I O A N N A•
"Okay. I know today was a hard one, but the obstacle is to push you beyond your means to inspire you and to force you into a new age! A new budding! So you know what that means?!" The class collectively groaned, while I just sat with a sly grin. I had always been good at drawing and when I met Nique I transformed it into makeup. I always thought of makeup as paint and someone's face as my canvas. It was always more thrilling to me to do makeup though. These were real life canvas's, not a still white plain board. Nothing was ever the same and that's what I loved about this art of makeup.
Different face shapes , skin tones, and preferences.
The person already had a vision and I had to invision it and find there ideals in my own mind to make it a reality. Even better, sometimes they had not the slightest idea how or where to begin. Which of course left me with full artistic control.
"This weekend I want you all to dig deep, I want you to think of something, someone or both. That resonates with you very personally and make a painting out of them with ...you guessed it...Makeup!" Squeaking inwardly, I slid from my stool and began to collect my things. I obviously knew what I had in mind, there was no question to it. What my mom say?
