I started wearing make up when I was 5 the man who molested me made me wear it and would pretend I was another woman he knew during the war. but I had to do this in secret or be in trouble.
I wasn’t allowed to wear make up or nail polish at the catholic convent girls school, they were very strict.
I used to play around with make up a lot as a kid with my mothers make up because she sold make up and cosmetics so I often got into trouble getting into her stuff.
I started trying make up more seriously when I was about 12 or 13 but only trying to copy photos in magazines trying color of lip, eye shadow or hairstyles etc trialing out a “Look” I wanted to be a model when I was a teenager but I didn’t think I was pretty enough or tall or thin enough. or I would wear a little for special occasions if we went to a church function or had dinner with the priests and brothers that my dad worked with at the college, or on week ends, and I often made my own clothes or my mother made them and I would choose the colors which was mostly grey. so I would have some other dresses in white or multi colours and grey skirts and grey/stripe outfits that I matched up with grey shoes and I loved perfume.
now I don’t wear make up much. I could not be bothered, I am too tired to spend the time to do most days. no one ever liked me more for wearing it anyway.