'Tis true, I have a thing for makeup. I wouldn't call it an "obsession;" but as I have chosen it for a profession, I do have more than the average girl. 

Perhaps people imagine me with makeup coming out of everywhere: individual pots of shimmer and sheen that travel with me always. Although I am bogged down with more blue eye shadow than a girl could ever need, I really don't care to bring much with me when I go to a gig. For instance, I know that the likelihood of a bride wanting a heavy swipe of my Nars Arabian Nights Trio is slim at best, so I don't bother to bring it.