This was the final look after I redid my makeup. It’s not perfect— since hindi ako pro when it comes to makeup—but at least for me “okay na to” haha and I feel confident wearing it. It’s much better than the makeup I had on before this. Story Time: Before we started, the makeup artist asked me what color my dress was, and I told him it was black. When he began doing my eye makeup, I noticed he was applying red eyeshadow. In my head, I was like, “Why red?” But then I thought maybe it was just a base. Maybe he was going to add more and blend it into something more natural, like a nude or brown shade. But as time passed… that was it. Bright red eyeshadow. I started messaging my husband, asking him to grab my eyeshadow palette from the cabinet and bring it to me. I was planning to fix my eyeshadow in the car. To be fair, I liked how he did my brows—they looked okay and buti na lang kasi I wouldn’t be able to fix them myself anyway, since I don’t know how to do brows. Then came the contour. He added a nose line that I just didn’t understand, and put the contour on my forehead that looked like dirt. I told myself I’d just wipe that off later when we leave. But the final straw—the one I really couldn’t handle—was the super bright red-orange lipstick. I messaged my husband again to get my lipstick. I even Googled a photo to send him because he has zero clue about makeup, so he’d need to match it based on the packaging and description I gave him. 😅 Now, I want to make it clear: I have nothing against the makeup artist. This was all on me. I know some people would say, “You should’ve spoken up the moment you didn’t like it.” And yes, I agree. The problem was me. I’m the kind of person who doesn’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings. I didn’t want to tell him I didn’t like the eyeshadow, the contour, or the lipstick. I could see in his expression that he was so proud of his work. Every time he finished a part of my face, he’d say, “There, perfect.” So instead of speaking up, I just chose to adjust and fix it myself rather than risk hurting his feelings. I even gave him a tip. 😅   So after the makeup session, I got in the car and here’s how the conversation with my husband went: Husband: "Mommy, may comment ako." Me: "I know." Husband: "Mommy, gusto mo ba yang makeup mo?" Me: "No. kaya ko pinakuha yung mga makeup ko sayo—I reredo ko to." Husband: "Yeah, Mommy… hindi ka mukang attend ng wedding event, muka kang aattend ng Halloween party." 😅   I’m just sharing this story to say—yes, there are people like me who would rather endure than speak up, just to avoid making someone else feel bad. Sorry na. Hahaha! #storytime #makeupgonewrong #fyp #fypage