My face staring back at me...

I don't usually get cooperative people around the house. My daughter does not revel at the thought that I will paint something "unpretty" on her face. Heaven forbid if I indeed paint a monster face, or something thereabouts on her. As for the husband, well he believes he can survive on hard-boiled eggs, and although I may just call him on that one of these days, I don't feel like closing down the kitchen just yet.

My first attempt at painting my own face was a tropical scene I saw on youtube. This was initially done by Curlie's Face Art. Although it seemed simple enough (and it was actually, quite easy when I painted it on someone else), it was a beast to paint on my own face. A beast....hilarious.

First of all I couldn't get the colors right. They were blotchy as hell, and I was getting frustrated. Then the line work was not clean, darned dashes were pissing me off.

There is truly impeccable beauty in learning from your mistakes.

Getting to know how to effectively paint my own face allowed me to sport a painted face during gigs,lovely. It makes me sound more credible when I say..."You can have it on all day and not worry about breaking out because it is made to be put on your skin." or "I never have breakouts because everything I use is FDA approved, it's safe for my skin, and it's safe for my daughter's."

The best part about it, I can keep the idle time I spend by myself less idle. I still get bored at home (first time being a housewife, sorry) but now that I can play with my face I have at least 9 minutes of occupied time. Of course I bask in the glory of a completed face and rarely do I paint two different designs one after the other, but hey, I can transform...

And then of course if I am pleased, I do a little victory dance, by myself.