“I’ve worked with thousands of celebrities, been accused of killing one, and mourned the deaths of a few.”
THE BIG BANG
I'm sending healing thoughts to anyone who is fighting an illness. In my profession 🎥 we don’t have sick days and even if we did, I would work anyway, unless I had COVID!! I would hate to disappoint. Don’t name it, can’t claim it is my motto. I take full responsibility for my immune system and I apologize in advance for compromising yours.😭 There have been times I’ve guzzled 😝cough syrup to hide a cold or once I concealed a severed ear for several shooting days by matting my hair to the wound to coagulate the blood, before finally going in for a million stitches. That gave me a new meaning to ‘the show must go on.’
Nothing stops me. Years ago, I was double-booked with an early morning commercial shoot that wrapped just in time for my call time with a film project. I hustled into the dark warehouse staging area. I heard my last looks cue 🎬and drew a beeline to the set. Unbeknownst to me, a glass wall had been built ceiling to floor. I traveled Mach 4, with my hair on fire and hit head first into the glass. Primarily it was a recreation of the television commercial with the flying bird into the super clean window. I don’t know what happened to the poor bird but it took me awhile to heal from my concussion and brain injury. That was my showstopper. I had plenty of forced time off while I fully recuperated. That movie was called “The Big Bang.” It really was.
This story isn't in my memoir Mirror Mirror: Confessions of a Celebrity Makeup Artist but I do share plenty of stories with some of the biggest stars in the tv and movie industry.
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Plump lips with no needles
Unplug to recharge
My hands are angry and screaming for attention. Singing the alphabet song for the required twenty second germ-hand-washing has caused dry and uncomfortable chapped skin. Here is a simple recipe for your hands and lips too!
A tablespoon of brown sugar, a few drops of honey (to seal in moisture) splashes of coconut oil, a sprinkle of cinnamon, a dash of vanilla and a dollop of almond oil. Let your skin soak up the goodness and rinse.
Don’t worry…if you want an easier fix, I’ve got you.
Helping Hands
I'm having my nails 💅fixed at the salon and I'm reflecting back on the time I lived in Los Angeles. I was on my way to LAX to fly out for a gig. Taci VanLeuven, my daughter, was driving me and I noticed my nails needed attention.
“Where should I take you?” Taci asked.
“Any street corner.” I replied.
There’s never any parking in Santa Monica, so Taci drove around waiting for me, mortified I would try to squeeze in an impromptu appointment on the way to unknown traffic problems at theeee busiest airport.
I expressed my plea but each nail technician was busy attending to clients…ones who didn’t walk 😳in but called ahead.
I heard a sweet voice coming from a woman with her back turned to me. “Honey, you can take my seat. I don’t mind waiting.”
I thanked her profusely. It was “Three’s Company” actress Joyce DeWitt. We became fast friends and I did her makeup for several projects afterwards, including “Hollywood Squares.”
This story isn't in my memoir Mirror Mirror: Confessions of a Celebrity Makeup Artist but I dish about how I competed in the World Series of Poker and the time I was accused of killing a celebrity, overcame sexism, self-doubt, and a number of difficult situations in my career. Take a sneak peek inside (desk top only) 👉 https://amzn.to/2ReQLOD
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