When I was young, my mom was a beauty geek.

I remember sitting at home with her on my bed reading magazines, and I would go to the library to look up some of my favorite brands, like Lancôme and Lancômes Cosmetics.

My mom loved makeup and knew what she wanted.

In the summer, we would go out to the beach with her, and we would wear different colors of lipstick, because we liked the color of the water.

My father, who is Jewish, also loved makeup, so we wore a lot of green and pink lipstick to our holidays.

Then, when we were old enough, we decided to get married.

But I was very young and very shy, and my mom didn’t understand how to dress for a wedding.

She was really uncomfortable with the idea of going to a wedding, so she didn’t dress like me.

I never wore makeup.

My parents didn’t know that I wore makeup, and so they would always say, “What do you wear for your hair?”

I always tried to ignore them and just wear a white T-shirt and shorts, and that was fine.

And then one day, when I was about five years old, my mother told me, “You should get a little more serious about it.

Don’t wear makeup and be quiet about it.”

So I went to the makeup department at my high school and I took makeup lessons, and at that point, I was wearing makeup all the time.

It was fun to wear it, but I was still embarrassed and didn’t like the idea that I had to be careful.

When I started high school, I didn’t even know what I wanted to do with my life, but as I got older, I started to really understand what I loved about makeup and what I didn