This is a project I’ve wanted to do for such a long time. I was confused by so many opinions around me but something on my heart never let the dream the vision go away … Not only the academy matches the vibe I was really looking for ..but also the experience of coming in a new city and finally for the first time in my life I am doing something which I really wanted to do…
It finally took place when I signed up for my first-evermakeup class. As simple as that sounds, it does not come with its fair share of struggles. There are two years, full of doubts, fights with yours truly, along with dreaming, that are required before you can finally start. Going back and forth between the two for two years got me an academy that felt like a right pick at a random stumble.
In this moment, I celebrate where I have landed. These delightful surprises in life bring me to the people I’m with right now, the right space at the right time.
Delays are amazing sometimes. They simply mean the universe is preparing everything behind the scenes for when you finally press play.
I was certainly not blind-sided.
Though I’ll admit – the first 2 days? They had me second guessing everything.
Like, “Okay but why is my hand shaking whilst doing the simplest eyeliner?” Or “How do they make blending look so effortless? Ahhhhhhh….Mine feels like a workout for my arm.”
And the contour phase? Don’t even get me started Insert numerous moments of me staring at the face in front of me like “hey, if I blend this another millimetre deeper, she’s gonna look like she just crawled off the set of some warrior movie.
I was scared of over contouring like it was some sorta crime against humanity that couldn’t be undone, (It’s not). Thank God for blending and teachers with a sense of humour.
Speaking of, the faculty? Chefs kiss!!!.
So talented, so focused on the details, and provided such refreshing honesty.
They didn’t hold back from telling you what was wrong (and I really need that as I want to be as polished as I can be), but they did it in a way that wouldn’t kill your vibe, and personally helped within moments to have you back on track.
They were also captivating themselves…But it wasn’t just the teachers. It was the entirety of the environment.
There is something so aesthetic, so electric, and really so real about the space.
Brushes laid out like tools of art. The hum of chatter and music in the background, just create that vibe. Someone frantically searching for their lash glue every ten minutes.
By the end of the month, things were starting to flow. My hands felt steadier. My eyes sharper.
And most importantly – I stopped doubting myself every 5 seconds, and I started loving it.
One month has gone by and all this time spent utterly delights me.
Even the smallest of decisions seems to hold a lot of value to me now. It makes me feel like I am getting closer to the person I was meant to be from the start, only the starting point shifted further down in the clock.
And My first ever Makeup Exam was went soo well I could not believe it …
The floods of laughter, chaos, don’t even get me started on the aesthetics, and the energy that the class is spilling with is definitely something I am going to remember me for a long time.
To be honest?
This goes beyond just a makeup class.
It feels like the start of something wonderfully significant.And perhaps… at long last, something that is truly mine.
