Chapter 9: Fame (2)
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“Gabriella… is this make up really necessary? I feel like it might be a bit much…” I told her as she began taking out one product after another. Skin prep, foundation, concealer, contour, every little step she did seemed over the top, the amount of different brushes she used as well left me in awe. It was like my face was a canvas and she was using up all of the space without leaving a single spot…
Gabriella continued in much the same cheery manner as before as she explained to me. “You should know it by now but make up in real life and on screen looks vastly different from each other. We have to put on more so that the lens won’t wash you out.” That was her advice.
“I understand.” I should trust her because she is a professional. I shouldn’t even be surprised
