Playing at a friend’s house one day I discovered makeup. Something I had seen my mom put on for special occasions, but something that I knew most children did not use or wear. Naturally, I was intrigued. I put some on, and looked into the mirror. Who I saw staring back at me felt beauteous, confident, and strong. I felt prettier and I thought I looked more like the girls on TV and in the magazines. I knew my mom had a strict no makeup rule, but once I tried it I was obsessed. I would convince my friend to give it to me, and every day I would get to school early, slathering it on sloppily in the school mirrors before my fifth grade “classes”. Each and every day I would religiously run into the bathroom before pickup to vigorously scrub off the makeup that had been applied in the morning. One day, my mom came to school to see my sister’s speech. I did not know that she was at school, so when I ran into her while wearing makeup, she was livid. Even after the scolding, embarrassment, and shame that had come with being caught, I continued with my daily ritual, not sensing that I was becoming infatuated with my
Playing at a friend’s house one day I discovered makeup. Something I had seen my mom put on for special occasions, but something that I knew most children did not use or wear. Naturally, I was intrigued. I put some on, and looked into the mirror. Who I saw staring back at me felt beauteous, confident, and strong. I felt prettier and I thought I looked more like the girls on TV and in the magazines. I knew my mom had a strict no makeup rule, but once I tried it I was obsessed. I would convince my friend to give it to me, and every day I would get to school early, slathering it on sloppily in the school mirrors before my fifth grade “classes”. Each and every day I would religiously run into the bathroom before pickup to vigorously scrub off the makeup that had been applied in the morning. One day, my mom came to school to see my sister’s speech. I did not know that she was at school, so when I ran into her while wearing makeup, she was livid. Even after the scolding, embarrassment, and shame that had come with being caught, I continued with my daily ritual, not sensing that I was becoming infatuated with my