why girls wear make up 101

I work in the make up industry. I love my job and what I do. Make up for me is a way to give back to my people in my own way. I mean honestly, being a mua was never a dream of mine. I started only doing my own make up. As I advanced and started getting more request for make up applications I decided that maybe make up was a route for me to explore. Making a person feel good about them self is definitely something mua’s do not get enough credit for. I mean seriously that wicked winged liner could possibly save that little girl from jumping off of that building. Luckily I don’t do it the applause or approval of outsiders looking in. I am only here to set some things straight on the behalf of my fellow Mua’s and make up lovers.

WHY DO WE WEAR MAKE UP ??? (not that its any of your business)

1. make up is a security blanket for some people. feeling more attractive with make up on is common. its an enhancement of course ! same as when girls get their weaves done and guys spend more time with their barbers than with their spouse. “we all self conscious I’m just the first to admit it” – kanye W.

2. skin blemishes and make up are in a committed fulfilling relationship. everyone is not born with picture perfect camera ready skin. makeup is there to help achieve that look. it’s unfair for you to judge someone because their skin is not as smooth as yours or because your okay with having spotty skin. let her conceal those dark circles!

3. Makeup believe it or not is a requirement for some employee’s. I work at hooters and before you agree to work for the company you must agree to wear make up to work. It’s apart of the hooter girl look.

4. last but certainly not least, and i really want you to grasp this last reason because this could definitely change your views and outlook on all those obsessed with their powdering faces at the dinner table. girls wear make up………BECAUSE THEY FUCKING WANT TO ! MIND YA BUSINESS AND CONTINUE BEING BASIC.

i hope i answered all questions. if not please take it up with Jesus. I am out of ideas.

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my name is Tripoli. pronounced TRIP-AH-LEE. Growing up my mother always told me I could be whatever I wanted to be. I believed her, I still do.

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