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Young Ali Tale.
When I was in junior high, ma wanted me to learn to wear makeup. She said it was important for women to know how to create some basic looks. I resisted because even then, I didn& #39;t want to look like a woman. So I& #39;ve had an aversion to it my entire life.
When I was in junior high, ma wanted me to learn to wear makeup. She said it was important for women to know how to create some basic looks. I resisted because even then, I didn& #39;t want to look like a woman. So I& #39;ve had an aversion to it my entire life.
Fast forward to being 19. My bff was an aspiring cosmetologist who needed a model for his final. He was one of the few people who knew how much I didn& #39;t want to look like a girl. So he told me that he needed a model for a haircut and I agreed. Sigh.
After the haircut, the instructor asked if we were ready to do makeup and I looked around for his makeup model and it was ME. I didn& #39;t want him to fail and whatever look I gave him said he read it loud and clear.
They sprang on me that I had to like it.
They sprang on me that I had to like it.
He did a great job. I took a mental step back to consider the skill and application rather than my conflict. For maybe the only time in my life, I thought, & #39;huh. I& #39;m pretty& #39;.
Apologies and hugs were the rest of our day. It was the first and last time I wore fake eyelashes too.
Apologies and hugs were the rest of our day. It was the first and last time I wore fake eyelashes too.
He was a great stylist. Back then, my hair was so long that I& #39;d let him practice stuff. He loved razor cutting my hair for some reason.
Fast forward to a while back when my nephew asked me, & #39;have you ever worn false eyelashes?& #39; and it all came flooding back. I told him the tale.
Fast forward to a while back when my nephew asked me, & #39;have you ever worn false eyelashes?& #39; and it all came flooding back. I told him the tale.
We talked about makeup, me being enby. We talked about drag makeup and it& #39;s something he wants to do. Talking about drag makeup got me excited about makeup in a way I& #39;ve never been before.
Over the last six weeks, I& #39;ve collected a small amount to practice with.
Over the last six weeks, I& #39;ve collected a small amount to practice with.
At night when everyone is asleep, I& #39;ll practice my brows or my eyes or my lips. I glimpse an image that I want to present. I feel a strange confidence in my endeavor.
It seemed weird at first to think about doing drag in a wheelchair, but even that has me excited.
It seemed weird at first to think about doing drag in a wheelchair, but even that has me excited.
Like will I drag my wheelchair too? Maybe. I& #39;m still working on the makeup part. I haven& #39;t thought about what to wear yet. I think we may try doing videos to share. If it& #39;s one way, I think I& #39;ll be less nervous to start. Maybe it& #39;ll be something I don& #39;t do and just talk about.
I& #39;m working up the courage to share a look. My phone doesn& #39;t pick up the glitter I wear and taking a selfie with my digital camera is hard without a tripod and I have apparently lost mine. Still. If I put this here, it& #39;s a reminder that I said I would so I should, you know? Lol.
Finally, if you have makeup tips for me, please do share. I& #39;ll take product recs too for I have not found a good full coverage foundation yet.
Wish me luck, I guess?
Wish me luck, I guess?
