As a little kid I always found makeup fascinating. I loved the colors and playfulness of it. Putting on makeup gave me the courage to think that I could express my creative side without judgment. That it was ok to show a part of my personality that was hidden inside me. It was never a mask, but instead, a way to paint my emotions on a canvas to show how I felt inside.
Every gentle stroke of a brush, soft touch of a sponge, caress of my fingers on my face, and the thoughtful application was a routine of self-care. The glow, warm colors, and feeling of happiness all expressed through a look.
I wasn't aware of the subconscious effect makeup had on me because anything makeup related was frowned upon. Growing up in the Indian culture, the emphasis was ALWAYS on academic education (though I secretly wished it was an education about using beauty products).