4 Skincare Tips I Swear By

I started wearing makeup, or at least, being conscious of what it’s purpose was, when I was seven. My mother had placed me in dance classes and figure skating lessons, when I turned five, and I was a competitive figure skater at seven. I would spend saturday mornings lined up with fifteen other girls, waiting for the one mother that did makeup to line my eyes with some pencil I didn’t like, and to put some bright pink lipstick on me that just tasted weird. Like clockwork, every saturday night, when my, my sister, and my mother, had gotten home, my mother would scrub our faces clean with the some makeup wipes, and no matter how tired we were we wouldn’t be allowed to go to bed until every remnant of the day was gone. Continue reading “4 Skincare Tips I Swear By”