I’ve loved makeup since I was a young girl. My mother had to childproof her makeup draw in the bathroom to keep me out. I figured out how to open it anyway! I can still remember the smell of her lip palette and the feel of the lip brush across my lips. As much as I love getting made up, and I do still love getting made up, I have learned to love my skin as it is. I feel my sexiest, most confident, strongest and most beautiful when I’m in the gym boxing; working so hard, covered in sweat and not a trace of makeup.