Happy Thursday, Beauties!! This week’s walk down memory lane is a little bit different than the usual Throwback Thursday posts I do. Instead of featuring a product that played a role in beauty for me, I’ll be talking about the two women that have inspired my look the most, my mom and grandmother.
Growing up, I distinctly remember watching my mother with awe and amazement as she would put her makeup on to go to work or out with my dad. Her dresser had her perfumes in a cute little group in the center of the dresser by the mirror, and her makeup was either in the bathroom or on her dresser, depending on her mood. she didn’t wear a lot of makeup from what I remember, but her face was always slayed. ALWAYS.
My mom always told me that wearing makeup wasn’t important to try to impress others, but to present your best self, especially as I became an adult. ‘You never know who you are going to run into, Mija (mee-ha, which is daughter in Spanish; my mom was Dominican), so you don’t want to be out here looking a mess. Always make sure your makeup looks nice, and never leave the house without a belt or earrings on.’ My mother used to give me that speech because I wouldn’t really wear makeup unless I was going to something important, like a hosting gig or something like that.
My mother is my biggest inspiration period, but in the context of beauty, she was literally everything. Knowing what I do about makeup now, I would call my mom’s makeup style natural with a little spice. My mother LIVED for a red lip and red nails. She was all about subtle eyeshadow, a little mascara, I’d say medium coverage foundation and that bold, red lip. Maybe that’s why I’m so partial to a red lip. Either way, my mom was definitely beauty goals for me.
Now, my grandmother (on the right in the image above) was a special kind of fly. She came to this country from the Dominican Republic to make a better life for herself and her family. I wish I knew the name of it, but I always smell her perfume when I think of her.
She had a similar makeup style to my mother. Just enough makeup to even things out and accentuate her features. I remember seeing her face powder once and loving the shade of brown that it was. It reminded me of hot chocolate. She’d apply it to her face with the coveted powder puff, of course, and I just remember thinking how soft it made her skin look. I’m fairly certain this is why I have such a love for face powders.
My grandmother’s strength is probably what inspires my look the most. That, and wanting to achieve that soft as silk, rich as hot chocolate look to my skin. The strength to hold your head up high in spite of all life is throwing at you gives you a highlight to your skin that no makeup can provide.
Who from your childhood inspires your look? Let me know in the comments below.
Until next time, Beauties!! xoxo