I am a makeup artist mainly for commercial/fashion, so when I found myself at Miss Fitness Universe yesterday I not only had a surprisingly great time people watching, but also found I love working with these clients. As I waited for my second ‘model’ I sat in the lobby of the convention center hotel, opening eating a cookie, amazed at the amount of muscle, gloss, and  hair extensions cavorting about the room. It was like a Hooters sponsored army camp. Many carried large jugs of water, sports bar supplements and were accompanied by some of the wackest looking dudes I’ve ever seen. And I’ve been to many rural Wallmart Super-centers. 

Check out this guys hair! It is not a hat, it is in fact bleached to a hat shape. 

My clients were awesome. The first was a fitness model/dominatrix, or as she called it a ‘dom’. I asked her if it was true that dominatrix tie up their clients balls and, giggling a little, she confessed that ‘yes, that’s a big part of it.’ So now we all know. I tried to picture it, but all that came to mind was a vision of my husband’s parts tied with a huge red christmas bow. I guess I can’t quite go there, even mentally. She wanted a version of the ’stripper’ eye as described in my last post, in shades of black/grey. We finished with a frosted lip, which I do so rarely I had to scrummage around in my kit to find something. On her and with the look though, it was perfect. 

The second was a dancer from Vegas who is taking the fitness competition very seriously. She brought her trainer and spent a good deal of our time together listing what foods she was going to eat when the event was over. Cashews, almonds, and berry Mentos were top of the list. Strange combination, but like pregnant women, dieting women come up with some pretty crazy concoctions. She opted for a more natural look with some baby false lashes. She had dark skin, so I lined the eyes with a charcoal black, used a bit of grey/brown on the lid and only a touch of highlighter in the inner corner. A caramel-colored cream foundation to the under-eye area, nose, chin, and lower forehead gave her skin depth and I added a bit of a color with more red in it to warm up the outer edges. 

Each girl paid more than the rate, I guess being used to a tipping-job-culture makes them more generous like that. I plan to go back this weekend for another two days of false lashes, bronzer, and laughs. Yyyyyaaaaaay