A Brides Beauty Both Inside and Out
I have been a hairdresser for 50 years. When I went to hairdressing school we learned all the things that now are separated into different specialties. I was taught to use stage make up as well as make up artistry in hairdressing school, and this one day I was so very glad I had those skills.
Natalie timidly entered our salon. Her face covered and her head lowered. In her hand was a wedding veil. Almost in a whisper, she said. “Today is my wedding day can someone do my hair?”
“Absolutely, do you have a regular stylist?”
“No I have never been here before.”
“I am Chris, and I will be pleased to help you ok?” I reached for her veil.
She nodded yes, and she followed me to the shampoo room. As she sat in the chair I began to remove the scarf covering her face, she flinched. I said softly, “Natalie I need to wash your hair so you need to remove this ok?” She took my hand and pulled me closer to her. “I am afraid someone will see my face. I was severely burned a couple years ago and I have a lot of scars. People stare.”
“Natalie we have a back room where we have a couple sinks and chairs we use only when we get very busy, how about if we go there?” That seemed to put her at ease a bit.
I wanted to cry when I saw the scars. She had no eyelashes, almost no eyebrows. Part of her lip was nothing but scar tissue. Her hairline was hairless on one side. I knew better than to react, so I set her hair and put her under the dryer. While she was drying, I called my ex-teacher at the school and asked to borrow their stage makeup kit. I had a plan and needed the kit. My teacher was very excited about my plan.
I set everything up for when Natalie was ready for her comb-out. When I sat her at my station she saw all the items laid out. “What is that for?” she asked.
“Natalie if you will trust me, I think I can help make some of those scars not so noticeable. I can make you pretty for your wedding day.” She started to cry and said.” You can try.”
With her back to the mirror, I applied the makeup foundation, blending out the scars and removing the angry red marks. I drew on her eyebrows, then her lower eyelashes, one at a time. As she had no upper eyelashes, I glued individual ones in place. I was able to give her lips shape with a lip liner. I used a lip stain that would last all day. And, I used finishing powder after each and every step making sure everything was set.
I suggested a partial hairpiece to give her bangs, filling in the bald spot at her hairline. Seeing the transformation made me teary and I could feel a lump in my throat. I had to make sure I kept my excitement to myself for just a few more minutes. I finished by placing her veil on her head and attaching it securely. I gently grabbed her hand as she went to pull her veil over her face and I turned her to face the mirror. She gasped as she whisper.” I am beautiful, Oh God I am beautiful.”
“Yes my friend you are.” I received a wedding picture of her walking down the aisle, her head held high and all smiles. With it, a thank you note.