Before the world taught us what beauty should look like, we already knew something magical: the mirror wasn’t a test—it was a toy. A place of wonder. A quiet witness to our twirls, our play, our proudly applied glittery lip balm at age seven.
We didn’t study ourselves for flaws. We didn’t tilt our heads to find the “right angle.”
We simply looked—and recognized ourselves.
If you can recall those earliest moments, they probably weren’t about perfection. They were about presence. You weren’t trying to be beautiful—you simply were. And more importantly, you believed it.
Maybe you remember standing on tiptoe to see your reflection in a fogged-up bathroom mirror. Maybe it was the mirrored compact from a mother’s purse, opened like a secret treasure. Maybe it was the quiet thrill of seeing yourself in a store window and waving, as if to a friend.
These small, fleeting memories matter. Because they show us who we were before the noise: before the ads, the unsolicited advice, the unkind comments that made you shrink from your own reflection.
At F.A.C.E. Makeup Artistry, we begin here—with your first reflection.
Because the mirror has always known you. Our work isn’t about covering up or changing you; it’s about gently guiding you back to the version of yourself who used to wave at their own image with joy.
This isn’t just nostalgia. It’s the beginning of a return.
What’s your earliest memory of looking in the mirror? What did you see? What did you feel?