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The liberatory power of makeup

Lisa Eldridge’s first book, ‘Face Paint: The Story of Makeup’ is a reminder of human social obligations; of wanting to belong and feel accepted



This book review/feature was first published for The Hans India

"Makeup, as we know it, has only been commercially available in the last 100 years, but applying decoration to the face and body may be one of the oldest global social practices.”
London-based makeup artiste, Lisa Eldridge has added another shade to her palette of achievements with her first book, ‘Face Paint: The Story of Makeup’.

In ‘Face Paint’, the red carpet specialist with over 20 years of experience in the industry reveals the history of makeup, from Egyptian ages through the Victorian age and the golden era of Hollywood, and surveys the science of cosmetics for what lies ahead in it. She narrates a story tracing the origins of makeup to its development over centuries citing anthropological, psychological, evolutionary and sexual significances as she uncovers the answer …

Poem :: When A Star...


Up in the heavens,
A star woke up quiet;
Its sleep was a troubled turmoil,
Having burned through many nights.
It said to a partner,
My sheen's abandoned my soul,
I'm all but a shadow,
Away from splendour,
A hollow Hole.

Little did the star know,
Its light streaked seven skies;
Travelled through million years and more,
Reached a pseudo blue field, where
She stood under an open world.
A moonless midnight, no cloud in sight;
Looking up above, oh! so high;
I'll shine like that diamond,
A dream she designed.

Unbeknownst of the star's death,
She breathed a warm sigh.
Death laughed at the star,
In the Light of the heavens.
Sorrow crept in its darkness,
'A cruel joke to rob my pride'
Thought the star as its partner cried,
In surrender or anguish?
Death had turned its eye.

It saw the Blaze surround the partner-
Purple, red, blue;
Ridiculously hot and spiced.
Knew the star its worth in Time,
Today is Eternity, so is my Shine;
Pain vanished from its darkness
And, it lept in delight.
'Thank Heavens, it's over;
I now live in the Light.'
- Asra
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