It may sound too ambitious to say that a woman, no matter how flawless her makeup, must never decorate herself with it, nor hide behind it.
With all her accessories and makeup she is like a home – Sacred and private.
A home is lifted to a position of heaven – with all things beautiful inside. Each vase, cushion or drape stands testimony to a beautiful soul; One who tolerates no compromise and unaffected by flattery. One who values quality over quantity.
With such beauty, every object in her home like, her winged eyeliner retains the nostalgia of every war and victory she carries in her eyes. Like everything else, makeup or a precious diamond or the most irresistible creation by Vera Wang will never wear her. It is she who wears it. It is she who invades every lipstick she wears, every piece of jewelry she owns and everything in her home too.
As a makeup artiste, the prospect of doing makeup on such a woman feels like a heady mix of YSL’s Opium worn on a warm starry night, infused with Indian jasmine, at a luscious garden in a private villa, tucked away somewhere on an undiscovered island.
So am I being too ambitious to think that makeup can deliver such charismatic value ? Perhaps, Yes! But a makeup artiste must never forget that behind any makeup there is a face with an unparallel personality of her own.
What can such a woman not unleash in the minds and hearts of every being she touches, every color she makes her own and every lipstick she puts on – a dream come true for any RUBY WOO from the greatest MACs of the world.