Descriptive Essay About Makeup

When I wanted to experience to use makeup, my mother said we have a tradition at her hometown in Guerrero Mexico. Our tradition is at the age of 15 we’re allowed to experience more as we grow into an older woman. Who was the first person to show me makeup, well that would be my mother and it’s a funny story as well. The story starts around at the age of 10 at the least I would want to say. My mother gave me a bright red lipstick to play with. I cover all of my lips with a non-gloss lipstick that my mother allowed me to put on but just for fun with her help at the most. Of course, I wasn’t an expert on makeup like we all see on video tutorials or professionals, I was a child with a crazy mind. I haven’t seen how I looked but I believe it was funny. First, I made my father look because he was the most strick about makeup, even though I was having fun he enjoyed my crazy experience. Once he had seen my crazy experiment, my father had told me “Ves y mirate en el espejo” go and look at yourself into the mirror is what it means. I went running to the mirror to look at my disaster and well I’m sure you would imagine how it came out. As soon as I got to the mirror and I’m not sure why, but I ran into the mirror and kissed it and left the biggest red lips on there and everyone laughed and so did I. My second experience with makeup was scary, because the image of it unforgettable. It took place at my grandmother’s house in Yadkinville where it was my second home with much energy of