"I am in disguise." That is how I explain myself when close ones, especially my children, look at me as if I need to re-introduce myself when I wear makeup. I think I look good in makeup, but I can hardly recognize myself, and judging by people's reactions, I look like a different person.
I hardly ever wear makeup because I lack the patience and tenacity needed. I end up looking like an extra in a clown show. Besides being impatient, I do not possess the artist's hand needed to draw proper lines or the eye to tell which colour goes well with another.