After working at Macy’s (aka the dark dungeon of hell that never sees the sun) for 3 years at a cosmetic counter (name withheld), I have realized that I wasn’t a makeup artist. Just because I worked with makeup and brushes on clients, it didn’t mean I knew a damned thing about the artistry of makeup. The first day I worked there I was forced to do a full makeover and I was yelled at because 1. I wasn’t trained to be a professional and 2. I was nervous and didn’t give good customer service.
I was determined to be good, so I bought books and signed up for several cosmetic forums on the web. After months of studying the art, I got good.. pretty damned good. I ended up being the person that “saved” the day. If a wedding makeover at the counter that used q-tips for applicators went awry, I stepped in and worked my magic. I started getting letters and recognition at the store for being the best in the department. I got the biggest raise in cosmetic counter history at that store. I had clients coming in on a daily basis to learn a new trick, and they would spend ALL of their money on product.
I ended up working for the corporate store and making more than double of what I was making at Macy’s. I was movin’ on up to the East side. I did wedding party makeup on the side, makeup for theatre, everything you can imagine.
Why did I end up hating the job after four years? Well.. selling isn’t my favorite part of the job. After all the fun and laughs and makeup, the client has to buy something. I had more clients tell me they would rather give me 200 dollars for the lesson than buy all the products. I started feeling bad for people who were obsessed with buying makeup and never wearing it. I was sick of being pulled in the bosses office for not selling enough, eventhough I felt like I did. Many happy customers, yet I wasn’t pulling in the thousands daily.
I had to stop. I wanted to do freelance in the comfort of my own home, but I would have no clients to start off with. I lived far from my last job and where I lived, people worshipped the Avon lady. It was a tough world getting clients after working at the store and I eventually gave up to be a graphic artist instead.
