Well.  Here I am at the ripe old age of 54, determined to share my interest in makeup with everyone.

I’m not a professional artist.  I am learning more about how to work with makeup every single day.

I started wearing makeup and dozens of coats of nail polish when I was a tween.  We were called pre-teens back in the 1970s.  I slapped on anything my mom had in the bathroom cabinet and went looking for more.

When I was 19, I had my look:  eyeliner, mascara, and brown lip gloss.

Here I am:

Many years later, I decided not to wear any makeup at all.  I didn’t have time or money to do it.  I felt that my natural beauty was plenty fine.  And it was and still is.

In 2015, I made a friend who loves makeup.  She hooked me into a Facebook group called Makeup Madnesss.  It’s a body-positive, supportive, loving, uncritical environment with a group of feminist women and men of all ages and persuasions.

The makeup light shined right in my eyes and woke me up again.  I am now older and interested in makeup and skin care for older people.

But we will not be dull or lifeless, clinging to the idea that older equals colorless or moderate.  Maybe it does.  Maybe it doesn’t.

My idea is wear what you like, what brings you joy.  There are lots of products and techniques to help makeup look good, blended, smooth, colorful, and fun.