“I was basically born into the beauty business. My father was a hairdresser, my mother was a manicurist, and even though I swore I would not go into the same business they were in, here I am. What happened was, for my high school graduation my aunt Harriet gave me a gift certificate to have a makeover and my makeup done at a salon in Beverly Hills. That was the last thing in the world I wanted to do. I had no interest in makeup or the beauty industry, especially because my family was in it. At the time I was a hippie, a tomboy, was battling with cystic acne so I was actually afraid of makeup, that it would break me out. I didn’t want to hurt my aunt’s feelings so I decided to go, and thank God I did because it was a life transforming experience. I will never, ever forget how incredible that makeup artist made me feel and look. She made me feel pretty for the first time ever at seventeen-years-old. That?s when I had the first thought, sitting in her chair as she was doing my makeup, ‘this is something that I could do.’ The makeup artist did me in all these pinks and purples, stuff that I would never, ever wear but I just felt so beautiful and so glamorous, like a movie star. When I walked outside some guys honked and sealed the deal, makeup was for me. I went to beauty school, this little cosmetology school in Hollywood. Ironically, when I was at that school getting my cosmetician license to do makeup I met a woman who was opening up a makeup co...