How I Got Into Makeup

Hey everyone, I wanted to do a post on how I got into makeup. Hope you enjoy!

 

I never really was mad about makeup when I was younger. I started wearing makeup in first year, so i was around 13, and by makeup I mean foundation… that’s it, maybe some black eyeliner on my waterline, you know, if I was feeling adventurous. Not a brow in sight until i was 20, I used a black eyeshadow to fill in the thin line of brow that i had. HORRENDOUS. On my 21st birthday my Aunty Sandra got me the Naked 2 palette by Urban Decay. I was so excited! When I got around to actually using it I remember saying to myself “what the hell do I do with these”. My best friend at the time was makeup mad, so I was quite blessed she was there to guide me in the right direction. It wasn’t until I got that palette that I realised how much I loved doing makeup. I would spend hours watching YouTube videos, knowing I could never do half of the looks, but I just loved to watch them being done. 

Whenever I had free time, I would practise. When I felt inspired, I would practise. My friend Emma, the makeup wizard, had so much makeup, like crazy amounts compared to my one foundation (that didn’t match my neck with OR without tan), my one eye shadow palette, a disgusting pink lipstick and about 6 makeup brushes. They were Real Techniques brushes which I still love and are actually really good so at least I wasn’t a complete disaster! We went into Dublin one day to Brown Thomas and I purchased my first ever Mac product. Ruby Woo, an unbelieveably beautiful red lipstick. From then on i was hooked.

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                                   ‘Winged liner & Red Lip’  July 2015 Vs February 2017

Gradually over 2 years I built a good collection of makeup, mostly made up of Mac and Inglot. Where would we be without Inglot though seriously? I did 2 makeup courses in total, and one of them I only finished in January this year. My makeup skills have improved a great amount in 3 years and that is down to hard work and dedication. Whenever I would see a look I loved and wanted to recreate, I would feel so frustrated that I couldn’t get it but I would try over and over again until I did. Still to this day, it bugs me if I can’t do a certain look but the feeling of finally mastering it is unbelievable.

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                                                ‘Smokey eye’ Dec 2013 Vs Feb 2017

Makeup is a skill. You don’t just wake up one morning and be amazing at playing guitar. You are given the tools and it is up to you what you do with them. You have to work hard, you have to practise, you have to want it. It’s the same for anything, if you want it, work for it. Makeup is my passion, I have put so much work and invested time and money on courses and products to get me to where I am. I want to be as good as I can possibly be, and better.

So whatever it may be, whatever you love to do, never ever let yourself or anyone make you feel discouraged. Maybe today you aren’t as good as you would like to be, but imagine where you could be in a years time?

                                                                 Rebecca xo

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                                            ‘Dramatic look’ May 2015 Vs Jan 2017 

 

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Here’s a throwback!!! My first ever blog post from April 2013!

This blog post was written on 05/04/2013

Okay not sure where to start or what to do here but I’ll give it a go!

Basically I’m 19, living in Kildare ( really a dub) & I have a two year old little boy, Lee.

I fell pregnant at just 16. I was with my boyfriend Scott (17) just shy of a year when we found out I was pregnant. Although I knew my parents wouldn’t disown me, it was the one of the hardest and most terrifying experiences telling my mam. I told her via text about an hour after we took the test, well 5 tests to be precise. I don’t regret how I told her, even though some people looked down apon the fact I told her through a text message, I have complete respect for my mam but couldn’t bare th thought of disappointing her.

The following few weeks were rough, intense, awkward, stressful and to make matters worse, my nanny was in her last few weeks of Life. My parents were constantly running up and down to Tallaght hospital, leaving me home alone most nights. I kind of liked it though, I had time to get my head round the fact I was going to have a baby at age 17, the age I was supposed to be out trying to get into nightclubs. There was no fuss & no attention on me whatsoever, rightly so. I wasn’t terminally ill, I was just pregnant, right?

3 days before I turned 12 weeks, my nanny passed away, leaving us all empty. She was the 6th member of our family and did everything with us. I strongly believe that things happened the way they did and when they did for a reason, It put everything into perspective, on one hand there was me, pregnant at 16, still in school and no job, not an ideal situation of course, but was it really the worst thing in the world? No, of course not. Then there was my nanny, losing her fight against cancer.

My nanny never found out I was pregnant, we felt she would feel like she was leaving more behind . I know she would be crazy about Lee, it hurts me so much that their lives never crossed. Things went pretty much downhill from then on. For 3 weeks after the funeral I was getting abusive phone calls, texts, bebo messages from Scott’s new girlfriend & her friends, pretty pathetic, as soon as the news broke she left him, as If I didn’t see that coming…

Myself & Scott had very little contact after that, whatever contact we did have was usually an argument. I went through my first 5 months of the pregnancy with the support of family & friends, I was finally getting over Scott. The thoughts of what life would be like for us when the baby arrived wasn’t on my mind, visitation etc, I had just assumed he wanted nothing to do with it. That was okay with me, I called the shots, nobody would get in my way & as for help, I had plenty of family & friends basically throwing themselves at me!

It was a Tuesday night, about 10:30, after literally only mentioning his name, I got a text. A text that made me feel very excited yet prepared for more disappointed. The text was from Scott, telling me how he’s changed, how he wants to prove it, he wanted another chance. I got that feeling where I was so happy to hear this from him, but i couldn’t admit it, I was determined not to let my guard down. Things progressed within the next few months, I had decided to give him one more chance, solely on the fact I was hopeful. We gradually became closer.my parents weren’t keen at the start, only for my sake. January 8th 2011 we got back together. After 12 hours of Labour, February 20th 2011 @ 08:26, Lee Kayden Bevins was born. My mam was with me for most of the labour & delivery, I knew when Scott finally got to come in & see him, he was gutted he wasn’t there to experience the birth with me. I really felt guilty but it was me delivering & I needed someone who knew what it was like. He knew from the day we started talking again that my mam was going to be in with me.Two days later it was home time. First stop was Scott’s house. We were greeted by all his family, friends & neighbours. I was on such a high but equally exhausted, things were hitting home, he’s really here! I had my first meltdown when I realised I had forgotten the teets for the bottles, screaming baby, noisy people, I was completely over whelmed. The baby blues officially hit!

When Lee was 6 weeks old I went into post natal depression, spent a few weekends away in Limerick with my aunty just to get my head around everything. It really helped & I got through it, but I still feel guilty I missed those few weeks of Baby time. It doesn’t last long! I decided not to go back to school that year as I only had 4 weeks left until summer. October in 6 th year I had decided not to continue with my leaving cert year. I missed a lot of school in 5th year due to snow & being pregnant, I was extremely overwhelmed with what I had to catch up on & finding the time to do it. It was A very difficult decision, but I was living in Kildare and going to school in Dublin, it was tough. When I got home from school, had dinner & did homework, I had no time for Lee. I know a lot if teen parents finish school, I know it’s possible, it just wasn’t for me at that time.

Today, Lee is two and a month & a bit, a lot of work, and myself & Scott will be together 4 years in June.
Things are looking up right now, I think writing these blogs will help as a coping mechanism, life as a teen and a mommy is pretty hectic after all!

I know this is very long, so many things flying around my head I’d like to write about, I’ll leave it at that for this one 😉

Becx X

First blog post

So, am I an influencer yet??

I’ve wanted to start a blog for a while now, it seems like everyone has a blog these days. I know in a few months time i’ll look back on this first post and squirm at the cringe, the cringe of it all! 😵 Please go easy on me until I get the hang of this!

Okay, so I suppose I’ll say a bit about myself. I’m Rebecca, I’m 23, a daughter, sister, girlfriend and a mother of a 6 year old little boy named Lee. I live at home with my parents and two dogs, oh and my two sisters too… We moved from Dublin to Suncroft, Kildare in October 2007, the back arse of nowhere, so it felt! At 16, I got myself in a pickle (my boyfriend helped…) and fell pregnant, then in February 2011 at age 17, I had a little boy. I’m a qualified beauty therapist but makeup is my passion. I want to be a rich and well known Makeup artist when I grow up, 23 isn’t grown up, is it?

I don’t really know yet if this blog will have specific content, makeup etc, or just be a ‘whatever comes to mind’ sort of thing. I’ll go with the flow for the time being.

I’ll leave it at that for my first post, very boring I apologise 😅 I’m hoping to AT LEAST have one blog post up a week & I hope you stick around to have a read

Personal Instagram: Becks__bevins
– Makeup Instagram: Rebeccabevinsmua

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