
In the April issue of Guideposts, Carmindy describes the defining moment when she knew she was fated to be a makeup artist. It's a really nice story and explains why your makeup artist might just be better than a therapist.
In Carmindy's own words...
How did I know I was meant to be a makeup artist?
Well, sometimes the course of your life can be clarified in an instant, a single transcendent moment when you discover how your God-given gifts can make a difference for someone else. A light goes on, something clicks inside. Your path is clear.
That’s what happened to me at the Westminster Mall in Southern California when I was 18. I was working at Merle Norman Cosmetics, doing makeovers, showing women how they could look their best. A flattering shade of foundation, a little eyeliner, a different blush, a bit of reassurance, and they could see themselves with new eyes.
Of course, I was supposed to sell Merle Norman products too, but I ended up more interested in the women themselves.
You can read the rest of Carmindy's revelation at Guideposts! It's a sweet story and explains why great makeup artists are passionate about their work.
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