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makeup : because we are all worth it

A few years back as I turned 30, I came across many blog posts with titles like "10 things 30 year olds should not do, or should do, or should have done already." 
while I don't believe that age is something that should define what we can or cannot do, I think having a basic understanding of makeup and how to use it to your own advantage, to enhance your own self is something every girl/woman/lady should know.

And so a group of us got the know-how from Mansi @hairsprayandartist , who works out from her makeup and hair studio in Dona Paul, and has wielded her magic over many a bride and model with her makeup brushes.


the participants ranged from teenager and college student Veeral, who even at 19 has a huge social media following, to 30 plus, working mother like me.
Mansi began by explaining the essentials in our makeup kits; brushes, colour pallettes, foundations, primers, lipcolour, kajal, and so forth.


She prefers to start with eye makeup even before prepping the rest…

Colour me black

They are talking about me in hushed tones, afraid maybe, of what I would hear. But God knows I have heard it all, and seen it all.


Grubby hand after grubby hand has clutched at me greedily all through my life. I have been exchanged under the table in the official buildings, exchanged over a bed in brothels, passed along rolexed hands in posh casinos and tucked into the skimpy tank tops of escort girls.
What have I not done for my masters? I have stolen for them, lied for them, cheated for them, even killed for them. Yes, killed too. I have served underworld dons, corrupt politicians, God men and terrorists; and today they talk about me in hushed tones, as if anything could be blasphemous to me.

They are calling me black now. But I have seen a lot of colours in my time. Green of greed during elections, or the biley yellow of the drunkard beggar as he bought his desi daru, bright pink of a call girls lips as she pressed me to her lips. Black, I have seen that too; hidden in boxes , under m…