You could feel the nervous energy in the air as the ladies prepared for their makeovers; the purpose being not only to provide them with fantastic and winning professional head shots, but also to give them that boost every woman can use to create a positive shift in their self-confidence.
The amazing talents of make-up artists Misty Easler and Pamela Barrios transformed the client's on the inside as well as the outside. Smiles were brighter and postures were straighter. You could sense the difference.
Here's one example of a transformation courtesy of fellow blogger and DFS Hudson County client Cristina Nieves. For a look at the "after" pics of the other fabulous ladies click here. They look amazing!
She was also gracious enough to answer a few questions about how she felt afterwards:
Your Guide
What is it about a makeover that makes me think of Maya Angelou's Phenomenal Woman? Instead of blabbing on and on in this week's blog post about my experience, I'd like to use Ms. Angelou's poem as "Your Guide" to feeling better about everything we have to offer as confident, beautiful, and empowered women.
Phenomenal Woman
Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I’m telling lies.
I say,
It’s in the reach of my arms,
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.
I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It’s the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.
Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can’t touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them,
They say they still can’t see.
I say,
It’s in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.
Now you understand
Just why my head’s not bowed.
I don’t shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing,
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It’s in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need for my care.
’Cause I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.
Words from Your Fellow Travelers
"Wait til my kids see me!"
"Oh My God!"
"You look amazing!"
"Wow!"
"You guys really know what you're doing" (in reference to the make-up team)
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