Working with people seems to come naturally to me. Yet, I LOVE being alone. I LOVE my personal space. (I happen to highly dislike elevators.) Usually, when I am working in massage, I end up working on people who are dealing with or have/cancer. When I touch them, I feel black...like the color black. That's the best and perhaps only way I can describe it.
Lately, I have women coming to me who have gone through 5 miscarriages. FIVE. That's quite a number. I am wondering what message I'm supposed to get out of this. If I can not help a person work through the emotions and energetics, I suggest they try Vortex Healing.
Facials are healing. Touch is healing. My facials are a little more than just the normal deep cleansing/skin pampering. I will work on a client's TMJ or throw in a little cranial work. Sometimes I am forced to do makeup on unpleasant people. I will readily admit... I'm a prick.
There. That takes care of a lot.
A family of women came in to have their hair and makeup done. Two of them did not book in advance. They insisted we had made a mistake. They arrived at 5:30 and informed us they need to leave by 7PM. their crap attitude, none of us expected tips....and we were right.
I had a 13 year old girl...a child... snap at me,"It has to be the best of the best, the top of the top." Each time I'd add makeup to her face, she'd insist on more or a different color. She even insisted I do her foundation in TWO shades darker than her color so she could appear tan. I pointed out to her perhaps if she took better care of her skin, the makeup would look better. It's makeup, not a miracle. I can't make dry patches go away. Perhaps if she didn't pick at her acne to make it go away, her skin wouldn't be covered in pigmentation.
I wanted a line of whiskey shots after dealing with this family. I didn't care if this kid liked my makeup or not. I know I'm a good artist. I'm better than some people. I have great days, good days and off ones. I believe in my ability to enhance and color. Still, I'll continue to strive for something more amazing.
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