I’ve worn lipstick since I was 13 years old and soon after fell for eyeliner, and then slowly for eyeshadow, mascara and now blush. I love makeup for its ability to send you to another place inside yourself. Some simple red on your lips, wings on your eyes, or whatever, can make you feel brand new without changing too much. What I hate about makeup is how it is used to gently reinforce ridiculous standards of beauty. I don’t like when makeup becomes a mask. I like to look at it as war paint, adornment for that day’s particular battle.