Dear 15-Year-Old Me, 

Who would have thought it? Definitely not us, right? A job in the beauty industry, it was as much a dream as you wanting to marry Paul Walker. Beauty wasn’t always our forte, in fact we abstained from make up for such a long time, I wasn’t sure we would ever move past Johnson’s Baby Lotion (no shade, it served us well). And when we finally dipped our toe into the beauty pot, we went bold. As bold as could possibly be: bright blue eyeshadow pressed along our lower lash line and generously swept across our eyelids. That was it. No foundation, no powder, no brows, no blush, no mascara. It was a look. Not a good one, but a look no less. 

I understand you were emboldened by the blue (despite its ice-cold reception), and therein began our journey. A bumpy ride, regularly rough – particularly in our baby pink lips and ever babier pink cheek era – but rest assured we stay strong (not strong enough not to avoid double false lashes, but we move). One day (quite far away from now) you’ll see it all gets a lot better. Not perfect, but definitely much, much better. 

With love, 

Billie x